Olympic Glory

I love the Olympics. Every time it comes around I think that it’s losing its relevance, but then once it gets going I feel the same childish enthusiasm I remember from LA in ’84. Being in London makes the charm of the Olympics even more salient — as an expat, the sort of one-world feeling of it serves as a good antidote to that tiny lingering homesickness and alienation of being in a foreign place.

And let’s face it, the Olympics rock when you’re from USA. We just generally kick ass. Even when we don’t win tons of medals, we’re generally contenders for all the big ones, so it makes every event worth watching. For that same reason, though, I think the Olympic coverage here is pretty perfunctory. Who can blame ’em? Time Out compared it to CBS Sports showing hours and hours of cricket for two weeks straight. . . Oof.

Best quotes so far. . .

“Ohhhhh, Walchhofer… That was scrappy!”

“The judges are now conferring, looking for signs of anything skullduggerous. . .”