You would think that someone with my pedigree (i.e., no athleticism whatsoever) would not love the Olympics as much as I do. But then you’d be wrong 🙂
I’m a bona fide, 100% junkie. I watch all those Bob Costas stories, read all those articles about the obscure athletes, know the order of the programs. Shoot, Scott and I even know Vancouver and Whistler like the back of our hands. That’s where we spent our honeymoon nearly 14 years ago!
I’m not really loving the marathon coverage of the biatholon – kinda like watching paint dry – but I’m in love with all the rest. Not sure if you saw Tom Brokaw’s piece on snowboarder Kevin Pierce last night. But I did and it quite nearly brought me to tears. If you didn’t, it’s worth a watch. The thing that struck me most was something his mom said, “I feel like there have been miracles unfolding before my eyes.” I must say I’m with her in that camp.
Kevin is the baby of four boys, his next oldest brother, David, has Down’s Syndrome. Kevin’s mom commented that David’s presence in their family and the patience it requires has prepared her for Kevin’s challenges now.
It’s funny, because before I had kids I used to watch the Olympics and wonder what it would feel like to win gold. Now, I’m always touched when they show the parents of the athletes and I’m beginning to understand how proud they are of their children – gold or no gold.
Here’s to the last week of the 2010 games (is it 2012 in London yet??). And, a huge hat tip to Tom Brokaw, one of my favorite broadcasters, for doing such a sensational story that was incredibly inspiring.