Yesterday my sister, with whom I usually see eye-to-eye about everything, said the most awful thing. She said, "I hate to say this, but am I the only one who is sick to death of the Olympics? I have no idea why it's getting on my nerves so badly this year, but that's enough now, OK, thanks. THE END." I mean, why would you put those words out there? It's The Olympics! The Olympics!I love the Olympics even into my innermost affections. It pushes all my buttons: sports, dreams, triumph, glory, agony, melodramatic musical montages, commercials of kids pretending to be grown-ups, Bob Costas' and Crazy Mary's voices. Oh, how I love it. I have watched every minute of coverage available on NBC, even if I have to DVR it and catch up on the weekend -- but still it's not enough. All day long I am at nbcolympics.com, looking at photos, reading articles, watching videos.
This year I especially love how the Olympics are kind of supposed to be a giant commercial to showcase the host country's splendor, but it goes against everything Canada is about to brag about being so awesome. So, even the commercials about visiting Vancouver are kind of apologetic. Like, "A lot of people say these super great things about us, but this is just our home, you know? So don't feel bad if you live somewhere lame. You can come visit if you want. But no pressure."
I heart the Olympics so hard that I would happily give up Christmas for it. If the four-year schedule went: Christmas, Summer Games, Christmas, Winter Games, that would be just fine by me. Even if I had to give up Christmas entirely to make the Olympics happen, I would do that.
This is my favorite thing going right now and even though I know it's meant to emotionally manipulate me, I don't care. I've seen it a million times and every single time that kid slides out onto the ski jump seat I start crying.
And here's a bonus, because I love you.
Somewhere in the middle of all this I fell in love with you. I'm saying I love you. I'm saying it out loudl
Go world! Olympics forever!
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I can't see the videos (work, grr) but I'm assuming one is of The Cutting Edge and I'm wondering if I can post it again on Friday. Hee.
The truth is: we (Canadians) are proud as heck about our country but we don't want anyone to know about it. As friendly as we seem to be, we hate visitors. It puts us on edge and makes us feel uncomfortable, watched, judged. Sure, most of you will be pleased with your trip here, but some of you won't, and that kills us inside. I want my mommy.
Jennie, yes! And use it a million more times!
Peefer, I think you're so great, you crazy Canadian.
The Olympics (and the rest of us) love you too, Heather. So, so much. Even though you said it first.
Shari, you just made me LOL for real.
Heather,
First the sad part. I have not watched much Olympics since you left us. Even though our Opening Ceremonies experience was one of my favorite moments ever, I just didn't have space in my life during the week to watch it (also, I can't find the remote control to my digital box, thus making my TV useless to me, but that's another story).
ANYWAYS, all that changed when I got to my parents this weekend and spent most of Saturday and Sunday watching curling on MSNBC. I am not lying when I say I am totally, completely into it. I know their names. I know the team dynamics. I am rooting for Great Britain because they're Scots, their skip (cute, right?) is hot and one of the team members is named MacDonald. I love them. I LOVE curling. Who knew?
Also, the go world commercials are my favorite. I feel so good about humanity every damn time.
Cate, watching the Opening Ceremonies with the MacDonald/Meyncke commentary was only one of my favorite things ever in this life. If that's all this Olympics had to offer me, it would have been enough.
I am so into curling too! I watched it on CNBC ALL DAY yesterday. I even turned down the commentator because he didn't know what the hell he was talking about. I did a better job without him.
i actually watched the opening ceremony for the first time in the last, oh, five olympics. and the only thing i did was point out cute boys, make fun of how canadian it all was, and really wish that stars, arcade fire, wolf parade, and the stills had been invited to perform.
But did you eat poutine while you watched?
there is no poutine in dc. only chili cheese fries.
But you're Kat! You could make your own poutine!
Fact- My fiance is a curler.. and when we first met, I thought that meant he lifted weights. :)
Sarah G, video please!
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