I love the Olympics.
I really, really adore watching the Olympic games, both summer and winter.
I can't explain why, but I've always been a fan of the Olympic games. I used to lament that it took SO long between games (back with both summer and winter games were done in the same year).
It probably harkens back to my youth. I'm of the era that watched the U.S. Men's hockey team do the impossible (the so called "Miracle on Ice") in 1980.
I am also of the Mary Lou Retton generation. Watching that tiny girl full of courage stick the landing on a flip over the vault and land squarely on a bad knee to win the gold. Oh yeah, that's the stuff.
I'm also of the Dorothy Hamill era (tho I never had the haircut), the Kristi Yamaguchi era and while we're at it, I'm of the Carl Lewis flying through air with the greatest of ease era.
Man. Am I ever excited for the games to start tonight!
And hey, this time around, I'm not so many time zones away from the games, so no events that I might want to see that are scheduled for 3:30am. Yes!
I'm fired up to watch Apollo Ohno skate again this year. I have a big fondness for men's speed skating (and it's not just the tight body stockings, but that sure doesn't hurt!).
I'm also ready to see who emerges from these games as the athlete with heart, crazy endurance, or able to pull a feat of magic out of the Olympics. Michael Phelps did that for the summer games last year.
I wonder who will we be talking about long after the winter games are over?
The show begins tonight. I'm ready!
