With little time before his final chance in Bolzano, Di Fazio changed his plans for the next few weeks.
“I had pretty much told myself I was going to do my last meet. As an Italian, with plenty of family there, I had made arrangements to visit my uncle after the meet and spend some time with him,” Di Fazio. “I couldn’t believe I had finished in eighth place in Austria. I was ecstatic. Now they want me to medal in Bolzano? Are you kidding me?”
But Di Fazio upped his game, finishing fifth in the Bolzano preliminaries to earn a place in the finals.
“I’m thinking, ‘Holy cow, this is unbelievable.’”
As he always did during meets, he would spend his time in the locker room between dives.
“I always thought of the competition just as myself, and not anyone else. I had to do six dives and do them right. I never wanted to see what was going on outside,” Di Fazio said. “So after each dive, I left the deck.”
With the meet over, Di Fazio left the locker room and walked towards the pool. He knew what was coming. Given the world-class field in the finals, he had almost certainly finished somewhere outside of a podium finish, his hopes for a trip to Barcelona dashed in the process.
Right?
“I knew I did pretty well, but I had no idea what place I was in,” Di Fazio said.
Everyone was shaking Di Fazio’s hand when he emerged. He didn’t think twice about it, assuming just the standard customs for post-meet interactions, when every diver congratulates one another on a hard-fought event.
Finally, the scoreboard at the end of the pool in Bolzano displayed the final results; Di Fazio had finished third, earning a bronze medal. He broke down in tears upon reading the news, not believing his eyes.
“It was like the movies,” Di Fazio said. “Everybody comes over because they knew the whole backstory. Everybody was hugging me.”
Ableman, who was selected to serve as head coach of the Netherlands for the 1992 Olympics, was on the same deck in Bolzano that day.
“There was a really tough field of divers. The odds of that happening, him getting on the podium, were really small,” Ableman said. “A lot of the really Olympic finalist-level athletes that were there kind of faltered, and he had the meet of his life. And it being in Italy, and him being so proud of his Italian heritage…it was like a fairy tale. He was so happy. He was crying. Just to see him and how proud he was to get to go to the Olympics…seeing the look on his face was something I’ll never forget, really.”
Much like Di Fazio, the Venezuelan Olympic Committee could hardly believe the news. Di Fazio awaited final word, running on the beach every day near his uncle’s place in Italy, trying to keep in shape.
“People thought I was crazy for how much I was running, but I didn’t have any pool to train in, so I just ran all week,” he said.
A week after earning a bronze medal at that Grand Prix in Bolzano, he was given the news he had been waiting for since sneaking into country club pool as a teenager: he would be representing Venezuela in Barcelona at the 1992 Olympics.
“When I got my ticket, I didn’t tell anybody anything,” Di Fazio said. “I showed up at the pool in Barcelona. Randy was there with all these other people. I walked in there and it was magical. It was just…magical.”
It’s there, reminiscing on his first trip to the Olympics, where Di Fazio must stop.
The pause in conversation is lengthy; five seconds turns into 10.
Then 11.
12 seconds of silence have elapsed before Di Fazio can regroup.