Well, the Olympics are over and now I can catch up on some much-needed sleep. Boy, what a two weeks. In my opinion, here’s some of the more memorable times (in no particular order):
- The downhill skiing wipeouts. I know everyone cringes when skiers going 80 mph tumble and skid and flip through the air, but, wow, what great entertainment. People watch downhill for the crashes (think NASCAR on skis).
- Those cry baby South Koreans when Apollo whipped ’em on the ice. Now that’s the spirit of the Olympics guys. Great job.
- The “Night Train” American 4-man bobsled team. They proved that guys with guts can compete at the Olympic level . . . and win!
- Listening to Russian male figure skater Plushenko whine about Evan Lysacek not being able to do a quad whodingy. Man, he defines what poor sportsmanship is all about. I thought he was going to start throwing sequins at the judges.
- Shaun White. Need I say more? The man is untouchable. And that hair . . .
- Freestyle skiing. Half sport, half death-wish. Just think, one wrong turn or spin. Ouch.
- Ice dancing . . . sport or not? If it is, should ballroom dancing be included in the Summer Olympics?
- And finally . . . the Closing Ceremonies. Sochi, Russia for 2014? Really? Has anyone ever heard of Sochi? It’s in a humid subtropical climate on the coast of the Black Sea. The average temperature in February is 43 degrees. Average high is 50, low is 38. And it’s not even 400 miles from Iran. That should go well for the American athletes. Um, if it had to be Russia, wouldn’t Siberia have been a better choice?
So anyway, London in 2012, Sochi in 2014. I can do it. Really, I can.