The 17-year-old Campbell did not fare so badly herself. She set a championship record in her semifinal heat of the 50-meter freestyle, causing Ian Hanson, the Australian team’s media liaison, to quip, “Maybe they should run into each other more often, because they both swam so well.”
This is Phelps’s gift. He has a head that is even less permeable than the polyurethane swimsuit that Cavic offered to buy him Friday. No distractions penetrate his prerace cocoon. No negativity slips through. After the collision, Phelps said, “We were all a little freaked out about it,” but, he added, “I tried to really just get it right out of my head.”
At the United States team training camp before the Beijing Olympics, some of Phelps’s teammates made him the butt of their practical jokes. They left a dead fish in his room, short-sheeted his bed and arranged a bucket of water above his door to get him drenched when he opened it.
Were they jealous? Jesting with him? It did not matter. Phelps let it roll off him like water off his Speedo LZR Racer. “He kind of blows that stuff off,” Bowman said.
Phelps has a bloodhound’s nose for victory, and he smelled success Saturday after making the turn.
“I felt so good coming off the wall,” said Phelps, who covered the first lap in 23.36, his best-ever split by a half-second. |