This is the feature of DeJi Ogeingbo at Mondo Duplantis, after its twelfth world record – 6.28 meters.
Mondo Duplantis and the art of jumping high
It’s hard to say that Mondo Duplantis still chases records or just decides when the time to break them. He cleaned 6.28 meters 6.28 meters in Stockholm on Sunday, another world record, his twelfth and perhaps his more individual. He jumped in this stadium for the first time, he was 11 years old. It has become the last show show to jump. The crowd knew what to expect, but he was still afraid of his abilities.
But it’s just the surface.
What does Duplantis do now overcome win? He is alone there. The other polar necks are a unique athlete, but they are not in the same range. Australian Kurtis MarshalTo be in style Within 5.90, Duplantis was already measuring something bigger. To what extent would he be able to achieve perfect? He passed safer heights, ignored his own meeting record and summoned 6:28, one centimeter higher than his closure. He did it on the first attempt.
And then, in some way, he said to us. Now I can relax.
He joked he could finally be cold for summer. That he checked everything from the list. That this was the only thing that was missing the world’s record at home. You have a feeling, he meant that. There is no unfinished business here, only time, only the mood.
It makes him different. Mondo doesn’t run out of ghosts. He doesn’t try to prove anything to critics. He is not stuck in the fight against sponsorship or fighting the rankings. He builds a different type of career waiting for the right night, the right wind, then the impossible feeling is controlled.
What does the question beg? Do we view generation of talent or something we are not very accustomed to?
In most sports, greatness is formed through competition. Nadal had Federer. Lewis was a rehearsal. The bolt was at the moment. Duplantis doesn’t have such foil. The closest thing to competition is next to what is next. He says 6.30m distance is not far away. Don’t be surprised if he dares a taller thing. The space between her last post and next is barely the width of finger. That’s there. But there is no rush.
And it’s strangely accommodated us in the waiting room. We show that the diamond league can’t see if he will break the record, but when he decides. He owns records on meetings in 12 out of 15 stops. Others are storage from another era. Cendrix in Rabat, Loisk, London. The rest belongs to DUPLANTIS. Even the bars seem to know.
This dominance has its own value. Mondo must find a disk inside without one’s breathing on his neck. Now every jump is accuracy, a sense of time. It is the wind, the pole, the runway, the body, his breath. He just doesn’t need force, he needs clarity. And the motive to continue continuing.
So where does it go from here?
He is at his peak at 25. The body is still fresh. Trust is unshakable. But the real story may not be how high it is thrown next, it is possible that he keeps himself interested.
When you put the field lantern when you rewrite a record book when your closest competitor is your previous version, starving sports. And for DUPLANTIS, it seems enough. For now
He speaks about perfect days. About the wind. About the parties of the middle of the family. These are not a person’s thoughts that pursue something. These are something, carefully, patiently, the thoughts of someone who builds happily. He is not a brand, not a car. He’s just a boy who found his best version in the middle.
And it can be the rare thing of everything.
