Story-Olympics

Olympics

On Day 2 of the Olympics, I decided that I was going to boycott the Olympics this year, after the horrible coverage by NBC of the opening ceremony. So I had a rant all ready in my head:

• How it was not fair that we end up getting the shittiest coverage in the world, despite the fact that our TV rights pretty much pay for the whole thing

• And despite the fact that we normally get the best sports coverage in the world

• How in the little coverage we get, we get such a disproportionate amount of competitive ballet and other non-sports

• How you can’t see a damn thing live (yeah there’s that 10 hr time difference with Greece)

• How you never know what will be on when, because you wouldn’t watch enough commercials

• How the people at Speedo should not be allowed to open their big traps about numbers of expected golds, and Mark Spitz, and all that

Anyway, I could keep going for a while. Bottom line is, I was all ready to be pissed off (after just the opening ceremony). And for a while, I stuck with it. I actually ended up watching more of the playoffs leading up to the Little League World Series than of the Olympics during those first few days.

And then I got over it, and I got into it. I think it was partially because of Phelps. And because I ended up watching some weird cool sports. Like shotput from Olympia. I even got over Bob Costas on NBC - he’s OK, and I even liked some of those human interest stories (despite ranting about them earlier). And of course the Greeks - they are doing an amazing job, and it all feels pretty right.

So no more Little League World Series for me. I’m even skipping the Giants for a few days. Rah rah. And by the way, wasn’t that a nice positive way of still ranting without seeming too bitter?