JUDO / TEAM USA
Two damp hands clasp my face. Two googly globe eyes lock into my tired ones. I’m stuck.
“Marti, I know you’re upset. I know you want to cry. But you have to fight one more time.”
The eyes don’t move. Mine do.
“Marti, you need to put this behind you. Trust me, you’re going to feel a million times worse if you don’t turn your head around and focus on this next fight.”
That’s not true, I thought. I’d just lost my semi-finals match at the London Olympics. I could have made history. I could have been the first American woman to win Olympic gold in judo. Now that was all gone. How could I possibly feel worse than this? Continue reading