MY MILLROSE UPDATE:  GIL DODDS 4:05.3 TO YARED NUGUSE 3:47.38. CLIMBING ALL THOSE STAIRS TO SITTING THIS ONE OUT.   

This piece showed up on my computer on Monday night, very late. Elliott Denman, who had gone through seven months of challenging medical conditions. Elliott Denman has been to the last 18 World Championships, the ONLY American journalist to do that. 

This is Elliot’s commentary on the Millrose Games, which happened on February 11, 2023. Elliot had to cover the event remotely. Here are his thoughts: 

WEST LONG BRANCH, NJ – First, it was a slight fall. Then the Covid. Then a touch of pneumonia.  Then some cardiac distress. Then a hospital stay and a rehab visit, Then a Pacemaker. Then another hospital stay and another rehab visit.

So, folks, it’s been a tough last seven-plus months after returning from my 18^th trip to the World Track and Field Championships in Eugene.  Yes, this was the 18^th World, and I’ve been told – subject to ratification, of course – that I’m now the only USA journalist to have covered all 18 of them.  But I may also be the only one of my distinguished press box colleagues to wind up on the injured reserve list after returning home.

Thanks to my wonderful family – dear wife Jo, daughters Sue, Judy, and Liz, and grandkids, along

With some great medical folks, though, I am happy to report that I’m on the comeback trail.

Then again, it’s a slow, gradual process, and I’m ‘hanging in there,’ as they say, through it all.

So that should explain to those who’ve been asking – and I’ve been told that quite a few have,

which is comforting – hey, where’s Elliott?’ – where I’ve been hanging out, lo, these many months.

Well, where have I been hanging out?  Well, home, mostly.

Other than big family occasions, a goodbye gathering for a distinguished teammate – Mr. Bob Bazley –  and his wife Lisa, (both of them terrific therapists) who are moving to Maryland – visits to doctors’ offices, and occasional rides around town to keep up with noteworthy developments- buildings going up, buildings going down – in the neighborhood.

But there have been many saving graces.  Lots of good folks visited through my hospital/rehab stays.

Lots more have e-mailed their best wishes. Many others got on the phone. A whole bunch more resorted to old-time tactics, i.e., the U.S. Postal Service.

So there you have it, and here I am.

Thank the heavens this is the age of immediate-if-not-even sooner, electronic…