these lessons, Newhouse ran a controlled race in this year's Trials, looked
neither left nor right in the stretch, finished and awaited the results. "I
was in that famous position that quartermilers take after a race," he says,
"somewhere between prayerful and sick, and a man came up and said, 'Parks
won. I think you're second.'
"It hit me
and I started to straighten up.
" 'Don't get
happy too fast,' he said. 'I'm not sure,' I crouched back down.
" 'Yeah, I
think you're second.' I started to grin and grin.
" 'Just wait.
Just wait.' I wiped it off.
official, you're second.' " Newhouse beams again as he recalls it.
eight years all worthwhile. The pressure was off then, but it's building now,
as I realize the seriousness of this, the biggest potato of all. I know I'll
have it. That adrenaline, that sweet tension. And this time, I'll use it