There were many Snell races, many great moments, many records. Perhaps the best illustration of the dominance he had came in the ultimate arena, the Olympics, in
Tokyo in 1964. It was in the 1500 metres and, naturally enough for an Olympic final, it was a high quality field. But there was only one Snell. For the last 150-200 metres of the final, striding majestically out front was the untouchable Snell, casting a glance back to see if he was being challenged. And back behind him were the best of the rest, straining every fibre not to catch Snell but to gain the silver medal. |