A surprising number of Norwegians are among the spectators and the runners. You can tell them by their flags, an unforgettable reminder of Lillehammer. The Norwegians cheer wildly as Moe's entourage approaches, and it is funny to see their reactions when they recognize Koss. Heads swivel, eyes grow wide, hands wave frenetically. He responds, always in the same manner, nodding his head in Moe's direction, raising his arm over his head and twirling his hand in a circle to encourage more cheers. Moe forges wordlessly ahead. A smile creasing Koss's face, moved by the sheer force of human will, our Sportsman of the Year basks in the radiance of Moe's accomplishment.