World, keep waiting; Bode won't be what you want
TORINO, Italy -- It was dusk, and Bode Miller was walking alone on dirty concrete, on his way to the parking lot behind the Olympic village. His white Atomic ski boots, hanging over his shoulder, banged against each other. The crowd of reporters that had trailed him from the finish area had finally turned back, satisfied with the scraps Bode had thrown them and seemingly satisfied to see another failure from the champion who has become their favorite target.
Miller was disqualified ...
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