November 14, 2020: Atlanta Track Club 800 meter race

Today's blog post imagines a race narrated by Ray Hudson and Phil Schoen, my favorite soccer commentators.


Phil: Good morning to you ladies and gentlemen, broadcasting on a beautiful crisp Saturday morning near the Atlanta Track Club offices.

Ray: Lots of good cheer in a hidden neighborhood of brewpubs, wedged in between Peachtree Creek and the interstate highway. 

Phil: The Atlanta Track Club has created a wonderful series of members-only races, running by appointment. 

Ray: An ingenious paragon of creativity in this ghastly year of COVID.

Phil: And this is the final event of 2020, the Grand Prix 800 meter race. Ray, what is the strategy for an 800 meter race?

Ray: Well Phil, too many runners underestimate this distance. 

Phil: What do you mean, it's only half a mile. Most runners aren't even warmed up at half a mile. 

Ray: This race finishes faster than a teenage lad imagining his first kiss.  

Phil: I won't try to explain. 

Ray: The race is hard, but it doesn't last long. 

Phil: OK Ray, enough said. Anyway, we're following Frank McDonald's race this morning. He's scheduled for the 8:02 am starting slot. 

Ray: He's facing a real challenge. Bryan Greenberg just ran a 2:59 finish. Frankie boy has never broken 3 minutes for this distance. 

Phil: But Ray, he's coached by Carl Leivers. Many of Carl's runners have a reputation for speed, including the women's winner at the 10-miler on November 1. 

Ray: Frank is built more for the long run. He can stretch out a marathon session for more than four, even five hours. Really incredible. Except, we're talking about running. 

Phil: This is beside the point, but I interviewed Frank several years ago. Did you know that he lived in Catalunya for three months? 

Ray: You don't say. Is he a Barça fan? 

Phil: Absolutely, he loves the team, the city, the people. He even plans to run the marathon in Barcelona once the pandemic has ended. 

Ray: Gotta love his odds today if he is one of the 'Culés! 

Phil: Some of his Spanish friends call him "Paco". 

Ray: Then I think this Barça hombre has a fightin' chance of winning this race! And here comes Paco now, beginning his warmup! Olé!! 


Phil: He's had a haircut since we last saw him in the 10-Miler. 

Ray: I wonder which bonnie lass gave him such a nice trim? 

Phil: Uh Ray, his wife is named Bonnie. 

Ray: Sounds like a nice Irish girl. 

Phil: Actually, she's Korean, and she's his inspiration. 

10 minutes before the start

Ray: Paco McDonald? En español, lo llamo Paco Maldonado. 


Phil: Ray, the runners are lining up. 

Ray: No, this is another heat, featuring speedster Tommy Daniels. He's on the Wakanda Olympic Team. 



Ray: Tommy Daniels reminds me of Leo Messi: He disperses his atoms on one side of the field and puts them back together on the other side. That's what happened on the back stretch. 

Phil: Let's go back to the start, I think that Frank McDonald is about to begin his race. 

Ray: Paco is sizing up the competition, he takes the number 2 slot, to the right of a much faster man. 

Phil: For the viewers at home, this is the route. About 250 meters on Ottley Drive, then a right turn onto Clayton Road, and then a 400 meter dash to the finish line on Armour Drive. 

Phil: Ray, what do you think of the course? It's not the traditional two laps around an oval. 

Ray: This course is as flat as a 

Phil [quickly interrupting]: Track, no hills on this course. Ray, what does a runner think about in the minute before the 800 meter race? 

Ray: I'll bet that Paco is thinking about some hills right now. 

The starting line

Phil: Today's starting official is a speedster in his own right, Atlanta Track Club's Enrique Tomas. 

Ray: Is Paco complaining to the starter? 

Phil: No, he's saying "Good luck" to the other runners. 

Ray: "¡Buena suerte!" or in Catalan, "Bona sort!"  

Phil: The starter raises the gun, and fires! 

Ray: The crack of the pistol, and Paco has started quicker than a jackrabbit on a hot date! 

Phil: Ray, it's important in the first 200 meters that the runners get out fast and relaxed. Frank is on the left but he doesn't need to cut in right away. He has a step or two on the other man! 

Ray: This start is as electrifying as a Jimi Hendrix guitar going into a hot tub!

Phil: Looks like Frank has been training! 

Ray: Centipedes fantasize about having just two legs like his. 

Phil: They are approaching the first right turn, running neck-to-neck. 

Ray: Euclid postulated the right angle in ancient Greece.

Phil: Uh oh, Frank took a few extra steps on the turn, plus he just dodged a pothole. 

Ray: Paco took that turn so wide, I thought he was an 18-wheeler. 

Phil: The other man is now clearly in front. But Frank needs to stay relaxed and fast. Don't make any sudden bursts during this part of the race. He's moving at a 5:30 min / mile pace, that can get him to the finish line around 2:45. 

Ray: Like Leo Messi, Paco needs to invent a passing lane. 

Phil: They are already at the second and final turn onto Armour. 

Ray: Jumpin' Jack Flash! Paco follows the lead runner more tightly, no Pythagorean theorem this time.

Phil: But I don't know if it will do him enough good. The other man is opening up a bigger gap. This is where Frank must consciously pick up the pace, otherwise he will slow down. 

Ray: Ooo, Paco is no Jordi Alba. You can see it in his face, he is gasping for air like a goldfish in a dirty pond. Now he's slower than a 6 min / mile pace. 

Phil: The best advice I've heard for the last 200 meters is to imagine a slingshot, to propel yourself past the man running in front of you. 

Ray: Paco's rubber band just snapped like it's been sitting in a drawer for too long. 

Phil: The lead runner has crossed the finish line in less than 3 minutes! 

Ray: Magisterial! 

Phil: I think that Frank will miss the 3 minute goal. 

Ray: A lot of foreplay from Paco in the first 400 meters, but a disappointing finish.  

Phil: The official result: 3:10.94.  Ray, that might be a personal best for Frank. 

Ray: I dunno, Paco looked like an aqua jogger at the end, when we're expecting Michael Phelps. 

Phil: Still, he looks pretty happy. He wasn't passed by the other two in his heat.

Ray: Ah, gotta love a man with low expectations. 


Phil: He was seeded third, so second place is an improvement.

Ray: Bronze to silver, numero dos, second fiddle. 

Phil: Let's take a look at the pace chart. 


Phil: You're right Ray, he had a good start, but steadily decelerated for the rest of the race. 

Ray: Braver than a matador in a pink tutu he was. 

Phil: Before we sign off, we wish Frank's godson Brenden Minor a happy first birthday!

Ray: ¡Feliz cumpleaños, Brenden! 

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