Standing atop Ciampinoi at the start is imposing. To your right is the giant Sella Group massif, jutting up like an island in the Dolomites. Behind you is the castle-like Langkofel, its rocky red face blanketed lightly in early season snow. The sheer beauty could easily mesmerize you. As a downhill ski racer, you look away and focus your eyes straight ahead down the fabled Saslong — over two miles and two minutes of sheer terror that is about to jar every single bone in your body. This is the moment Steven Nyman longs for every year. Nyman fell in …
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