Can anyone stop Bolt? Only, maybe, if you get into his head
BEIJING -- Usain Bolt is looking at us with his index finger pressed to his lips, asking us to keep his secret.
He's creeping up behind his friend and fellow sprinter Wallace Spearmon, who is talking to us media types after Tuesday's 200-meter semifinals at National Stadium. Spearmon is chatting away, completely unaware that Bolt is preparing to pour a chilly blue Powerade down his back.
At the request of the world's fastest man, we sold out Spearmon and kept ...
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