Every time the Olympics start, I try to adopt a blase attitude. And then I get caught up in it. I'm talking perched on the edge of the couch, hands clutched over mouth, breath being held, waiting for that last US men's gymnastic high bar routine. That was me this evening, when I got from work and was watching to see how the team all-around had ended up. I couldn't stay up late enough to watch it (since it ended at 12:30 in the freakin morning), and I didn't have enough time this morning to get through it all. I had to remain spoiler-free all day, and wait to watch the results on my DVR.
(Side note: DVR has really changed the way I watch the Olympics. I used to get so frustrated with the way NBC switched back and forth between different events, meaning I have to watch like an hour of equestrian or something else totally random to get to the good stuff, like synchronized diving. Yes, I like synchronized diving. Shut it.)
(Second side note: the good thing about having to watch random Olympic shit is that you see...well, random Olympic shit. I got to see the finer points of fencing the other day! I thought those swords were supposed to be tipped, but those chicks were screaming like they HURT. Which = awesome.)
And then I got to watch it the men's gymnastics! There was fist-pumping and chanting of U-S-A involved, is all I'll say. From me, sitting alone on my couch. Hey, bronze is nothing to sneeze at.
I can't imagine how into it I am going to be when we get to women's gymnastics or even Michael Phelps's last swim, when he could become the most decorated Olympian EVER.U-S-A! U-S-A!
2 comments:
Bronze is better than silver, IMHO. When you get the bronze, you think, "well, at least I got a medal." When you get the silver, you think, "damn, I could've gotten the gold."
Also, I heart Raj Bhavsar.
I was going to ask if you had seen him? Is he not the most adorable buff Indian guy EVER? I love how our team was so diverse ethnically. There was another Asian guy too!
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