Warholm wins, but stays away from the 400m hurdles record

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No, Karsten Warholm did not beat the world record. Nor did he descend from the 47s in the final of all the finals, that of the 400m hurdles, which he won (4742s), as he had won the London World Cup final two years ago. The silver went to the American Rai Benjamin (47.66s) and the bronze to the Qatari Abderramán Samba (48.03s). None of the three lived up to the hopes they had awakened. Only four athletes in history have descended from 47s in the test of the 10 hurdles and the 13 strides between each one. Three are they, three young people with all the athletics ahead. The fourth is Kevin Young, the American who broke the world record (46.78s) in Barcelona 92 and who, 27 years later, is still waiting, wishing for someone to take it away. Everyone meets the conditions, but none knows how to do it.
The most gifted is Warholm, the 23-year-old Norwegian trained by veteran coach Leif Olav Alnes, whose motto, “greed is good,” extracted from the movie Wall Street, cannot be more contrary to the spirit of the test that claims so much Rhythm like speed. "The key factor lies in the ability of the hurdler to control speed," recommends Young lads, who broke Edwin Moses' record at age 25. “Technically it is called sustained speed. I know from experience that, after 200m, the body asks you for speed, to accelerate. If you do, you are dead. The last fence will kill you. ” That is exactly what Warholm does, who goes out to eat the world, and it is no longer the Warholm of the semifinals, the one that ran so smoothly and smoothly that there seemed to be no fences in its hallway. "My chest hurt," said the Norwegian to explain a mark that was not expected and made him twist the gesture when he crossed the finish line quickly looked at the marker to his left. He had reached the first fence in 5.5s. The 200m passed in 21.4s, and there accelerated to make the curve of 300m in 12.2s (step in 33.6s). In the last 100m, sold out, he had to spend 13.8s.,
African Passion
At four in the afternoon, hundreds of people wait lying in the grassy areas that surround the stadium, quiet under the sun that burns. They expect the foreman to give them the tickets for athletics and a reward. They are African, Kenyan, Ethiopian, Ugandan workers, who have been given the afternoon off at work to fill the stadium with passion and life. And when they do, they do it perfectly, just as professionally as they lay bricks or assemble chests for concrete and the skylights of skyscrapers, but they do not make it silent or submissive, but proud and radiant. Before them a great athletic afternoon takes place.
Ingebrigtsen, fifth in the 5,000m
Doha's Khalifa stadium fills Africa in the stands, and on the track African athletes thank them for joy, shouts, chants and flags with victories and great marks. Some victory is not surprising, like that of Muktar Edris, the one who thwarted Mo Farah's perfect streak by prevailing in London in 2017, who leads the Ethiopian double in the 5,000m ahead of Selemon Barega, and does so with a great 12m mark 58.85s, the third best of the World Cups: with him he returns to the grounds below 13m that a World Cup did not step on since Eliud Kipchoge defeated El Guerruj and Bekele in Paris 2003. The great European hope, the Norwegian lad Jakob Ingebrigtsen, had to throw himself on a plate, more exhausted than anything, to finish the race, fifth (13m 2.93s).
Nor is the exhibition of Kenyan Beatrice Chepkoech at all, which has a pending account with a world final, and with the American Emma Coburn, and is widely charged. In London he made a mistake in a lap that he had to cut in a curve to jump the river but he realized on time. He reversed and jumped, and continued even though he had lost 50 meters, a disadvantage that grew when he tripped and fell to an obstacle. Despite everything he came back and fought to finish fourth. Coburn won, the same one that observes from afar in Doha as Chepkoech escapes fast and runs alone, with rivals distanced, and wins with splendor and even going down from nine minutes breaks the championship record (8m 57.84s), five seconds less than Coburn, to whom the best mark of his life is only worth being second.