Ali (Clay at the time)-Liston

Best sports picture of all time. If you ever see the video, his arm is only in that position for an instant as he's yelling at Liston to get up. The picture caught Ali as both the amazing physical being and the world's greatest trash talker.
Secretariat at the Belmont

I don't know what I like more, the jockey taking a peak at the splits on the clock to see if he is going to take the record (he did) or the announcer's "...he is moving like a tremendous machine." line.
Pee Wee Reese and Jackie Robinson

The importance of just being human. Continuing with one of the themes that I had last week on not having the time/what would I have done, Pee Wee Reese took a bold step during a game at Cincinnati early in Jackie Robinson's career. The fans were harassing (to put it mildly) Jackie in every way possible, and Pee Wee (a Southerner) simply went out and put his around Jackie like it was no big deal. This simple act was the beginning of the acceptance of Jackie in major league baseball, but Pee Wee always insisted he was just trying to be human. The world should follow his example.
Mary T Meagher Butterfly Mid-Stroke

While the photo isn't iconic, Mary T is. She will always be the "Madame Butterfly" to me. Her records in the 100m and 200m butterfly set a standard so high that they would not be broken for nearly 20 years (which is ridiculous in speed events). I haven't been able to find the article, but I remember reading in 1996 that when she carried the torch en route the Atlanta Olympics (where she now lives), her neighbors didn't realize that she was a gold medal athlete and (at the time) still held world records. I appreciate that type of modesty, but I must say the neighbors did ask her if she was interested in coaching the neighborhood swim team after that.
Darrell Griffith 1980 Championship

I was thinking that I should probably have a picture of Dr. Dunkenstein dunking the ball, but really this picture (I wish it was larger) is really what it's all about. Can you imagine, leading your home town team, to it's first ever national championship, being the star player? The feeling must be somewhere beyond elation around perfect (although, 2 others were close if Bush could have stayed healthy with Brohm in 2006).