100 of the Greatest Sports Photos of All Time
100 Greatest Sports Photos of All-Time
Muhammad Ali and Cleveland Williams
Willie Mays
Chuck Bednarik and Frank Gifford
Dwight Clark
David Tyree and Rodney Harrison
Michael Phelps
Greg Olson
Muhammad Ali and Sonny Liston
Antwaan Randle El
Mike Tyson and Evander Holyfield
Bobby Martin
Juan Marichal
Tiger Woods
Brandi Chastain
Joe Montana
Javier Torres
Vince Lombardi
Don Larsen and Yogi Berra
Bill Russell and Wilt Chamberlain
Michael Jordan
Bobby Orr
Joe Namath
U.S. Hockey
Kerri Strug
Carmen Basilio and Tony DeMarco
Billy Kilmer and Manny Fernandez
Wayne Gretzky
Usain Bolt
Babe Ruth
Jack Nicklaus
Hank Aaron
Reggie Bush
Penn State football
Mary Decker
Maxwell Fornah and Victor Musa
John McEnroe
Lynn Swann
Bill Mazeroski
Julius Erving
John Kennedy and Lyndon Johnson
Jacques Plante
John Havlicek and Chet Walker
Phil Mickelson
Pete Rose
Roger Bannister
Pittsburgh Pirates Fans
Joe Namath
Nadia Comaneci
Bob Cousy
Ted Williams
Dick Butkus
Carl Lewis
Brandon Day
Serena Williams
Jackie Robinson
Dennis Rodman
Alan Ameche
Jim Brown
Lew Alcindor
Vasily Alexeyev
Roberto Clemente
Julien Leparoux and Sanibel Storm
Earvin 'Magic' Johnson and Larry Bird
North Carolina and Michigan State
Mark McGwire
Randy Moss
Rainbow trout
LSU baseball team
Ben Johnson
Vince Young
Bob Beamon
Ron Turcotte aboard Secretariat
Leon Spinks
Referee Jack Vaughn
Cal Ripken, Jr.
Roger Staubach
Joe DiMaggio
Tommie Smith and John Carlos
Casey Sanders and Julius Peppers
Jackie Joyner-Kersee
Abebe Bikila
Pau Gasol
Tiki Gelana
Gordon Hayward
Matthias Steiner
Barry Bonds
Virginia Tech vs. Boston
Santonio Holmes
Lorenzo Charles and Jim Valvano
Kyle Whitaker
Abel Kirui and Wilson Kipsang Kiprotich
Wayne Gretzky
Hank Aaron
Randy McMichael
Kirk Gibson
Maurice Stovall and DeMario Suggs
Manny Ramirez
Magic Johnson
Lou Gehrig
Michael Jordan
Years ago, after a long flight, I arrived at the Munich airport with the renowned sports photographer Bob Martin, a Londoner whose unbelievable luggage—great steel steamer trunks of cameras and tripods and light-catchers—was taking forever to roll off the carousel.
“Let’s go already,” I said, while the stickered cases kept coming, as if on an endless assembly line. Bob fixed me with a sympathetic look and repliedin his best English butler’s voice: “I’m sorry, Stevie. Have you already claimed your pencil?”
Bobthen turned to an international assembly of strangers and said: “Stevie has his pencil, everybody!”
His point was made, and I never forgot it, and I’d secretly known it all along: In the alchemy of words and pictures that is Sports Illustrated, it’s the photographers who—literally and metaphorically—do the heavy lifting. All told, I’ve spent a month of my life at the world's luggage carousels with some of the best photographers who ever lived, including many of those whose work is in the following gallery of 100 classic sports photographs.
This gallery is a sports lover’s Louvre—without the crowds, but very much with its own Mona Lisa. (Or at least the sports Mona Lisa that is Leon Spinks, in a hoodie, his own enigmatic smile like a two-car garage with the doors up.)
The real Mona Lisa might be the only painting as familiar to you—or at least to me—as many of the photographs here. Neil Leifer’s shot of Ali standing over the supine Sonny Liston is one of the most famous and evocative images of the 20th century. And unlike any of Da Vinci’s masterworks, Leifer composed it in—what?—an eighth of a second?
In that regard, sports photography is like Olympic sprinting, one of the subjects that appears frequently here. In both pursuits, success and failure are separated by hundredths of a second. The photographer got one shot at Bobby Orr, prone in mid-air, looking like Superman at low altitude. The same went for Pete Rose, diving into third at Wrigley while fighting the drag of his own sideburns. The resulting image is the most eloquent imaginable summary of Charlie Hustle’s playing career. A picture is worth 4,256 hits.
It was taken by Heinz Kluetmeier. The names of these photographers inspire awe in me in a way that their subjects seldom do. And not just because the names—Kluetmeier, Iooss, Bruty—are often awesome in their own right.No, I’m an unabashed sports photo fanboy, the kind of weirdo who seeks out the infinitesimal picture credits. Presented with the black-and-white image of Joe DiMaggio’s beautiful swing, I look past Joltin’ Joe to the two daredevil photographers just beyond him, a scant ten yards into foul territory. The skill required of Randy Moss to make a fingertip catch of a football is different, but not greater than, the skill required of Damian Strohmeyer to catch that catch on camera.
And so I’ve spent many of those idle moments at baggage claim envying these photographers their talent. I also envy them their universal ease, which puts them equally at home around left tackles and swimsuit models; I admire their cool vests with many pockets; their universal ability to talk their way into (and out of) any spot in the world; the kind of hubris required to get underwater shots of Olympic swimmers, catwalk views of heavyweight boxing matches and—in the case of Jim Lavrakas of the Anchorage Daily News—a mind-altering portrait of a fish opening its mouth to reveal another fish inside. You’ll see. They resemble Russian nesting dolls.
Think about the contradictory combination of bottomless patience and lightning-quick reflexes required to capture that image. I could stare at it for minutes on end. I have stared at it for minutes on end. It wasn’t shot with a fish-eye lens, but it provides a rare fish-eye view of the world, ushering us in to a place we really don’t belong.
Which is what so many of these pictures do: Get us past the velvet ropes. One of the great pleasures of watching sports on TV—be it Super Bowl or World Cup final—is spotting these colleagues with cameras in ridiculously close proximity to the biggest spectacles on the planet. A photographer who shall remain nameless (and blameless) once smuggled me down to the finish line at Churchill Downs so that I could see—and hear and feel—the horses thunder by at the Kentucky Derby. I couldn’t imagine trying to take timeless photographs in that instant. I was trying not to wet my pants.
So many of these photos still raise the same goosebumps originally produced by the live moment. Kluetmeier’s famous photo of the Miracle on Ice ought to be a U.S. postage stamp by now. It’s one of those “Where’s Waldo” pictures, featuring countless faces wearing varied expressions of wonderment. They seem to change with repeated viewings, like the portraits on the wall at Hogwarts.
Look at the spectators on the periphery of these photos—mouths agape and cell-phone cameras poised, as Barry Bonds goes deep. Contemplate, for a moment, Babe Ruth in a straw boater surrounded by flat-capped children. Every one of their faces expresses different shades of the same emotions: Joy, primarily, and disbelief.
Then pause a moment over President Kennedy and Vice President Johnson, looking into the ether at a ballgame. It’s as if they’re staring into the sky in a Spielberg movie, in which the aliens aren’t seen until the final reel, and don’t need to be, because the faces of the Earthlings tell the whole story.
That’s what each of these pictures does—tells a whole story. Broadcasters calling a big game are often reminded to let the action breathe. A great moment of a televised game doesn’t need any narration, which is why the announcers—the good ones, anyway—shut up at the celebration and let the pictures do the talking. That’s what I’ll do now, with these pictures. They don’t need me, and they sure don’t need my bloody pencil.
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