Ralph Boston at the 1960 Olympics
|Full name||Ralph Harold Boston|
|Born||May 9, 1939 (age 77)
Laurel, Mississippi, U.S.
|Height||1.87 m (6 ft 2 in)|
|Weight||74 kg (163 lb)|
|Event(s)||Sprint, hurdles, long jump, high jump, triple jump, pole vault,|
|Club||Southern California Striders, Anaheim|
|Achievements and titles|
|Personal best(s)||100 yd â€“ 9.6 (1964)
220 yd â€“ 22.0 (1964)
120 ydH â€“ 13.7 (1961)
HJ â€“ 2.04 m (1962)
PV â€“ 4.16 m (1960)
LJ â€“ 8.35 m (1965)
TJ â€“ 15.89 m (1964)
I think I was more or less, convinced of that by just the press, the US press. By people who were pressuring you, saying that you gotta beat the Russian's, if you don't win anything else, win the Russian meet and so forth.
I think I tried to separate indoors and out. And so when he beat me indoors, I did not see that as letting anybody down, I saw it as a good head to head competition, and so it was. It was fine.
We could spend time together during the day and just kind of talk and enjoy each other and enjoy the moment. But it was interesting we both knew that once you walk through the gates of that stadium, then it was on, the game was on.
So you had to rev your engines, to beat the Russians and I think more than anything, if the Soviet team would win, or the Soviet athletes would win, you would see and hear and read about that. Quite frequently. So they would make a big issue of it.
Afraid no, I wasn't afraid but it was an unusual thing, it was an unusual feeling. It was an unusual atmosphere for me having grown up in this country and, and, and never seeing anything like that.
Being the first to cross the finish line makes you a winner in only one phase of life. It's what you do after you cross the line that really counts.
To this day I don't ever remember seeing a pet inside Moscow, I never saw anyone carrying a dog, or leading a dog. Err I finally saw a, a pet some years later in Kiev, so I thought that life must have been, different.