For anyone who wasn't glutted during the 1994 Winter Olympics with the tale of Dan Jansen's slippery skate for the gold, here it is in his own words (with the help of McCallum, Shaq Attaq!, not reviewed). Jansen has no regrets about skating in Calgary in 1988 on the infamous day when his sister Jane died of leukemia--and he fell in the 500-meter race. The day that started the ``Can Dan Jansen, the best skater in the world, win the Olumpic gold?'' drama that continued through the Albertville games in 1992 and into Lillehammer in '94. Jansen tells how he finally showed 'em. With a lot of hard work, and the help of his sports psychologist--who suggested he create a ``mental war room'' full of spirit-boosting mementos--he had a world-record-breaking skate in the 1,000 meters in Lillehammer. It's a Horaltio Alger story if ever there was one- -the triumph over adversity of a sincere, hardworking, all-American guy. But this slight, earnest book is never as eloquent as his triumphant victory lap around Viking Ship Olympic Hall with his baby, Janie, aloft in his arms.