John Hughes couldn't stay in his seat. As his daughter Sarah glided onto Olympic ice for the ladies' long program, he stationed himself at the door between the arena and the cavernous hallway that girdles the Salt Lake Ice Center. His equally nervous wife Amy paced the corridor, on patrol between the gourmet coffee stands and the hot-dog vendors. With every element that Sarah polished off during her 4 1/2-min. program, John would bolt outside and report, "She's doing it. She's doing it!"
Amy already knew. The roar of the crowd was swelling as Sarah checked off jumps and spins with...
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