Arrr! Noah Lyles snagged bronze, fightin’ fever hotter than a blacksmith’s forge, says his sea dog of a coach!
2024-08-09
Arrr, matey! Captain Noah Lyles be a brave soul, claimin' the bronze in the 200-meter sprint, even with a fiery fever hotter than a cannonball at 102 degrees! His trusty first mate, Coach Lance Brauman, be shoutin' shiver me timbers! Aye, that lad be tougher than a barnacle on a hull!
Arrr, gather 'round, ye scallywags! It be a tale of one Noah Lyles, a sprinter of great renown, who took to the track with a fever hotter than Davy Jones' locker—102 degrees, 'tis no jest! With dreams of gold shinin' bright, he set sail in the men's 200-meter final but ended up clutchin' a bronze, collapsin' like a ship in a storm!Now, his coach, the wily Lance Brauman, be tellin' the world that despite bein’ as sick as a landlubber, Lyles still dashed through the finish line with a personal best of 19.31 seconds—third-fastest ever, mind ye! But alas, it wasn’t enough to claim the coveted treasure of gold. The lad’s mother was more distraught than a parrot in a cat’s paws when she learned of his COVID test two days prior!
In the end, our hero did snag himself a shiny gold in the 100-meter, a feat he’d long wished for—first for the U.S. since the days of yore, 2004! He sailed home proud, despite the rough seas of disappointment with his bronze in the 200 meters at the last Olympics. So raise a mug to Noah, who braved illness and emerged a champion, proving that even a pirate can find treasure, even when the tides be against him!