There is no pun intended in saying Michael Phelps won lucky number seven. If you watched the countless replays on NBC a few minutes ago, you'd say it was luck, too, that he some how touched the electronic time keeper .01 hundredth of a second before the number two finisher. It was a good race; down and back doing the butterfly. And Phelps was trailing most of the race until somehow in his final stroke he reached up and over and the Slavia guy reached for the wall through the denser medium of water and fell a milli-second short into second place and into the history books as the guy who lost to Michael Phelps when he tied the all time feat of winning seven gold medals in one Olympics.
As NBC interviewed Phelps after the race, I kept waiting for a bell to ring or fellow-Auburn Tiger Rowdie Gaines to interrupt and say the judges were reviewing the system or whatever and deny the win, but alas, it finished and for now, I'm satisfied there isn't going to be any denying Phelps his seventh.
Mr. Phelps, you've been an inspiration to the Claxton girls, I'll tell you that. The four of them were out there in the pool with me tonight wanting to do butterfly, breast and crawl strokes and focusing on how to do flip turns. I kept telling them to worry about the strokes first and fancy stuff like flip turns later, but, well, I do remember how it was to be a kid and want to know the same. Michael J. Noret out in Atwater, CA taught me flip turns when I was 15. My twins are 9 and getting pretty good at them. Good luck o number eight. My prayer is that the well didn't run dry tonight on that finish because looking at it over and over on TV, I'd say he'd come in second.