From A Producer To A Global Superstar

Chapter 213: After receiving medal 1


Dayo placed the three medals on his coach.

"Coach, you deserve this."

Richard looked shocked at first, then he smiled and hugged Dayo.

"You have done more for me than anyone has done in a long time."

Richard said with tears hanging in his eyes.

"Oh, Dayo, let's go and talk to the press now."

"Hmm, yes."

They both moved towards the path where the reporters were.

The moment the reporters saw Dayo, they swarmed him like they smelled blood.

The rushed Dayo and placed the microphone in from ot Dayo and started asking him questions without giving him a breathing space.

The moment Dayo and Coach Richard stepped into the press corridor, the noise doubled.

Flashes exploded in their faces. Microphones shot forward from every direction, nearly colliding with one another as reporters surged closer, their voices overlapping into a chaotic roar.

"Dayo! Over here!"

"Jason Dayo, how does it feel?!"

"Three gold medals! Three sprint events!"

"Is this the greatest Olympic swimming performance of all time?!"

"Two months ago, you weren't even a competitive swimmer!"

"Dayo! Dayo! Look here!"

For a moment, it felt less like a press conference and more like a feeding frenzy.

Dayo stopped walking.

Coach Richard instinctively moved half a step in front of him, his hand lifting slightly, trying to create space. But Dayo gently touched his coach's arm, signaling that it was fine.

The microphones were inches from his face now.

Questions kept coming—fast, loud, relentless.

"How does it feel to make history?!"

"How does it feel to win the 50m, 100m, and 200m freestyle—something no one has ever done before?!"

"Do you realize no swimmer in Olympic history has ever won all three sprint freestyles in a single Games?!"

"Is this the greatest debut in Olympic swimming history?!"

"Dayo, talk to us!"

Dayo didn't say a word.

He stood there, chest rising and falling slowly, his face calm but unreadable. His eyes moved from one reporter to another, taking in the frenzy without reacting to it.

The silence stretched.

One second.

Two.

Three.

The reporters slowly realized he wasn't going to shout over them.

The noise began to die down.

Someone at the back raised a hand.

"Alright," a senior reporter said loudly. "Let's slow this down."

The crowd shifted. Microphones lowered slightly. The pushing eased.

Another reporter nodded. "One question at a time."

There was a brief pause.

Then, a woman near the front spoke clearly.

"Dayo, congratulations. First question—how does it feel to stand here with three Olympic gold medals around your neck, knowing you've just done something no swimmer has ever done before?"

Dayo exhaled softly before answering.

"It feels… unreal," he said. His voice was steady, calm. "I don't think it has fully sunk in yet. When you're racing back-to-back like that, you don't really have time to think about history. You're just focused on surviving the next race."

A few reporters chuckled.

Another microphone moved forward.

"Dayo, you just mentioned history. The 50m, 100m, and 200m freestyle are considered the three most demanding sprint events in swimming. Winning all three—especially in the same Olympics—has never happened before. What does that mean to you?"

Dayo nodded slowly.

"I grew up watching these races," he said. "I know how special each one is on its own. To win all three… It's not something I ever imagined would happen like this. I respect the swimmers who came before me. A lot of legends tried. The fact that it happened today—it's humbling."

Another reporter jumped in.

"You started competitive swimming barely two months ago. People still don't understand how this is possible. How do you explain this level of performance?"

Dayo paused, choosing his words carefully.

"I don't think there's a simple explanation," he said. "I trained hard. I listened. I trusted my coach. And I believed I could compete. That's really it."

A murmur rippled through the crowd.

Another question followed quickly.

"Dayo, the Olympic schedule today placed your races extremely close together—100m, then 200m, then the 50m with very little recovery time. How did that affect you physically and mentally?"

This time, Dayo didn't answer immediately.

He glanced briefly at Coach Richard, then back at the reporters.

"Honestly?" he said. "It wasn't easy."

The crowd leaned in.

"I don't feel great about how close the races were," Dayo continued. "I understand the Olympics are complex. There are many athletes, many events. But when you see an athlete scheduled like that, especially in sprint swimming, it's tough. The body feels everything."

A few reporters exchanged looks.

"But," Dayo added calmly, "I'm not here to complain. I showed up. I raced. And I gave everything I had."

That balance—firm but respectful—didn't go unnoticed.

Another reporter spoke.

"After the 200m, cameras caught you barely able to stand. Some people thought you might withdraw from the 50m. What was going through your mind in that moment?"

Dayo gave a small smile.

"I was tired," he admitted. "Really tired. My legs felt heavy. My lungs were burning. But quitting never crossed my mind. I told myself—just one more race. Just one more push."

A different voice cut in.

"Dayo, when you touched the wall in the 50m and realized you had won your third gold medal, what was the first thought in your head?"

This time, Dayo's expression softened.

"My family," he said simply. "And my coach."

Coach Richard's jaw tightened slightly at the mention.

Another reporter turned toward the coach.

"Coach Richard, you've just guided an athlete to one of the most historic Olympic performances ever. How are you feeling right now?"

Richard cleared his throat before speaking.

"I'm proud," he said honestly. "That's the word. Proud of his discipline. Proud of his courage. Proud of the way he handled pressure."

A reporter leaned in. "Coach, when did you realize Dayo was capable of something like this?"

Richard shook his head with a small laugh.

"You don't ever expect this," he said. "You prepare for the best, but this? This is rare."

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