17/07/2026
Seoul 1988
Men's Swimming Butterfly 100 metres
For a young German press journalist, a visit to the Olympic swimming pool was not exactly what he would have expected first. All because East Germany was a swimming powerhouse, so there were plenty of experienced reporters eager to cover their successes - and I ended up being assigned to other events. But on that particular day, I managed to get to the pool, where the men’s 100-meter butterfly final was scheduled.
Of course, what I wanted most was to see the American giant Matt Biondi in action. He was supposed to be one of the biggest stars of the Games, chasing Mark Spitz’s records. I had no idea I would witness one of the most dramatic and symbolic moments in the history of Olympic swimming.
Biondi took off like a rocket. At the halfway mark, he was clearly in the lead, swimming at world-record pace. It seemed like the race was already decided.
I wasn’t even looking at the other lanes. Only about five meters before the finish did I notice that Biondi no longer had the advantage. In lane three, almost unnoticed, swam Anthony Nesty - the representative of tiny Suriname, a country that until then had never won a single Olympic medal in any discipline.
As Biondi approached the wall, he found himself between strokes. He opted for a long glide instead of a powerful kick. It was a matter of fractions of a second - but it was enough. Nesty touched the wall literally one hundredth of a second earlier: 53.00 to 53.01. The Olympic record was broken, and the gold medal went to Suriname for the first time in history.
For a moment, there was silence on the scoreboard. Biondi looked on in disbelief - I saw that later in the television replays. Nesty raised his arms in triumph, but in his eyes there was more shock than euphoria.
I remember how, right after the race, a journalist - probably Hungarian - who had bet a good dinner that the American wouldn’t win, was celebrating wildly. He clapped his hands like a child, laughed out loud, and kept repeating: “I told you! I told you there’d be a surprise today!” His joy was contagious. Suddenly, the entire press section erupted in a roar. People who had been focused exclusively on Biondi just moments earlier were now frantically searching for information about this unknown swimmer from Suriname.
For a long time after the race, I couldn’t calm down. Accustomed to the medals of the East German swimming machine and the Americans, I suddenly saw one man from a country few had heard of completely shatter the established order at the Olympic pool.