THE NORTH RIDING PROJECT

In that brief moment, through the restrained mastery of Curry’s triumph, sport had, for a moment, stood high above itself. All of us, in our ignorance, had felt the plates shift. Out of the intricate absurdities of rules and competition and Cold War politics, this permed Adonis had created something life-affirming. Driven by John Curry’s feet, sport had transfigured itself into art. Masculinity, for its own sake, had been trounced by beauty. And therein lay another reason why so many millions had watched, and why Curry intrigued every one of them.

Jones/Alone, 2015