Rio Olympics 2016: Anthony Ervin defies the odds to become the oldest-ever swimmer to win Olympic gold


ANTHONY ERVIN has beaten the odds to become the oldest-ever swimmer to win Olympic gold.

The 35-year-old American – a practising Zen Buddhist – narrowly took first in the 50m freestyle by an incredible one hundredth of a second, 16 years after winning the same event in Sydney.

Anthony Ervin defied the odds to become the oldest-ever swimmer to win Olympic gold
Anthony Ervin defied the odds to become the oldest-ever swimmer to win Olympic gold
Ervins win comes 16 years after he took gold in Sydney
Ervin’s win comes 16 years after he took gold in Sydney

Ervin – who used to work in a tattoo parlour and also played in a band – pipped France’s Florent Manaudou and compatriot Nathan Adrian to top spot, and revealed the whole scenario felt like a dream.

He said: “I kind of laughed. It’s almost absurd I was able to do it again.”

It spells a remarkable turnaround for Ervin, who famously went off the rails after his gold triumph in Sydney and quit the sport in 2003.

The swimmer – who sold his first gold medal for $17,000 to aid relief for the 2004 tsunami – struggled with alcoholism before a failed suicide attempt helped him regain his focus in the pool, and Ervin admits he was in a dark place before fighting back to become top dog again.

He told The Times: “I was in a state of rebellion. As soon as something appears before me that seems like its sole purpose is to control me, I will fight it, and for a while that was the pool.

Ervin struggled to cope with fame after his first Olympics win
Ervin struggled to cope with fame after his first Olympics win
The latest win caps a remarkable turnaround for the American ace
The latest win caps a remarkable turnaround for the American ace

“I felt very alone and isolated, a man atop a mountain who couldn’t receive help from other people. I felt like they didn’t understand.

“That loneliness became a dark well into which I plunged deeper and deeper until I no longer recognised who I thought I was and how I was seen by other people, the value that was being posited on my through a thing such as athletic prowess.

“It just seemed so pointless that that seemed to be what my existence was, so I just wanted to hit reset.

“In one way, the suicide worked. A part of me that I didn’t want any more did die, and what was left was a state of being reborn. Before, I couldn’t move, I had become chained to the idea of who I was, shackled to the point of paralysis; and afterwards I was free.”

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