There was hope in Boston. Not for eleven years had an American won the annual Patriots' Day Marathon, a grind of 26 miles and 385 yards winding from suburban Hopkinton to the finish line at Exeter Street in downtown Boston. This year, after a decade of watching Japanese, Koreans and Finnish runners wallop America's best, loyal Bostonians saw a chance for victory. There were no entrants from Japan or Korea, and the Finns were represented by a pair of solemn runners who ranked no better than fifth and sixth in their...
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