Alain Mimoun was one of the classiest athletes of the 20th century. The late Emil Zatopek told me the story about Alain Mimoun waiting for him at the finish of the 1956 Melbourne Marathon. Emil’s eyes twinkled when he spoke of Alain, with the respect that ONLY someone who has raced against the other can understand.
Alain Mimoun won three silver medals in Olympic Games behind Zatopek and four European titles silver medals behind Zatopek. It was only in the 1956 Olympic games, at the age of 35, that Alain Mimoun won his first Olympic games gold medal. He waited the five minutes for his friend and rival, Emil Zatopek to finish sixth. Zatopek took his hat off to give Alain a military salute. Mimoun told reporters that Zatopek’s salute was more important to him than a gold medal.
As for the comments on his nationality found on the Guardian newspaper site, Mimoun, fought like many against the Fascists in WW2, in the Free French Forces, including members of the later Algerian resistance. One must not, I was taught judge someone by the standards of today, but of the standards of his time.
Alain Mimoun nearly lost his foot in the battle for Sicily. In Paris, after WW2, Alain changed his name from Ali to the French Alain. Mimoun was already a fine runner before the second World War.
Alain Mimoun won over 80 French championships, the last one in his seventies. He won his last marathon French champs at age of 46. Until the age of 90, Mimoun ran every other day.
Alain Mimoun was a man who had seen the worst and best in man. Zatopek spoke of Mimoun with affection in his interview with me (1991), for nearly an hour. When I asked him about Alain, he said that Mimoun was a tough competitor, and always a gentleman.
Mimoun was and is loved by French sports fans and real track fans. His lesson about taking five Euro and Olympic medals before winning his first gold is a lesson for all about perseverance.
Pat Butcher, one of our favorite writers, wrote a monograph about Alain Mimoun. It is fitting that we publish Butcher’s tribute to Alain Mimoun here. (Please subscriber to www.globerunner.org).
Alain Mimoun, one of those rare athletes, who was equally dynamic in and outside competition, has come to the end of the road which he so distinguished by his presence. The Algerian-born Frenchman, an Olympic gold and three-time silver medallist, died on Thursday evening, at the age of 92.
Mimoun, whose original first name was Ali, was born in Telagh, in French administered Algeria on January 1, 1921. He distinguished himself as a soldier in the Second World War, almost losing a foot following an injury. But it was as a post-war athlete that Mimoun found his true vocation. He must have lost count of the number of times that he was beaten by the legendary Czech, Emil Zatopek, including three times in the Olympic Games and four times in European Championships. But the two forged a friendship which endured on and off the track for decades, until the Czech died in 2000.
Mimoun finally had a victory to savour, beating Zatopek in the process, when the then 35 year old won the Olympic gold in his first attempt at the marathon, in Melbourne 1956. It was a blistering hot day, with temperatures in the high 30s Celsius. When Zatopek who came in sixth learned of Mimoun’s victory, the exhausted Czech got to his feet, took off his sun hat, and like the military man he was saluted Mimoun. The gesture said Mimoun later, ‘was better than winning the gold medal itself’.
Mimoun, who had also won four International Cross Country titles, continued running and winning French titles – more than anyone else – well into his seventies, and he was still training every other day up to his ninetieth birthday. He was awarded the Legion d’Honneur, the highest French accolade, for his successful career and wartime service, and remains the most garlanded French athlete in history.
Off the track, his capacity for anecdote and entertainment endeared him to generations of French radio and TV listeners/watchers, and anyone else who met him. And it wasn’t always sweetness and light. It was almost a badge of honour for younger athletes to be criticised publicly by Mimoun for not doing better or trying harder.
But, like his great friend
Zatopek*, he was a one-off. And as a member of that rapidly disappearing, if not disappeared generation, born between the two world wars in Europe, he was from a different age. He illumined the track and the roads with his feats, and for those of us who met him, or even simply saw or heard him in the media, he lightened our lives.
May he rest in peace.
* Zatopek obit http://www.globerunner.org/index.php/03/ecce-homo/