From then until the end of the race, Hicks received several doses of strychnine – a common rat poison, which stimulates the nervous system in small doses – mixed with brandy and egg white.[3] This was the earliest recorded use of performance-enhancing drugs in the revived Olympic Games.[6] He continued to battle onwards, hallucinating, and was barely able to walk for most of the course. When he reached the stadium, his support team carried him over the line, holding him in the air while he shuffled his feet as if still running.[6] Hicks had to be carried off the track on a stretcher, and might have died in the stadium had he not been treated by four doctors. He lost 8 pounds (3.6 kg) during the course of the marathon.[6]
From the wikipedia:
Seriously go read the wiki, this post barely scratches the surface of the nonsense that went down
I don’t watch the Olympics, but if shit went down like that today, I definitely would.
What the fuck, this is hilarious!
Why hasn’t anyone made a Death of Stalin style dry satire film from this!?
It doesn’t have to be satire, it could be an actual documentary.
Are we sure the whole thing wasn’t just a skit?