To those of us covering the games as journalists, he was known simply as The Slovakian, but to the many athletes who depended on his expertise, he was much, much more than a name.
He was a prickly taskmaster. He bristled whenever an athlete did not make the most of his talents. His sense of humor and pride were best described as ticklish.
And for anyone hoping to win gold, his training regimen was indispensable.
He was the greatest whisker coach of the Beard Olympics.