The absolute best and worst two weeks of Hugh McCutcheon's life
BEIJING -- Maybe it was reflex that caused Hugh McCutcheon to gaze up at the empty stands. He knew they weren't there. He'd grabbed a random cell phone to call his wife after 1 a.m. in the States, and Elisabeth McCutcheon didn't even say hello when she picked up.
"You won! You won! You won!" she said.
There is no way to sum up the past 15 days, the absolute worst and best of Hugh McCutcheon's life.
He cannot allow himself to be angry. A stranger wielded ...
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