Not me, certainly. I have such a love-hate relationship with the Olympics. I want to hate them, actually: it is weird that every four years we are supposed to suddenly get very excited about (1) a bunch of Home Depot employees who have some obscure skill like shooting (at what?) or taekwondo or handball and (2) a group of seemingly genetically engineered athletes whose single life involvement is smashing world records and/or accumulating medals (ahem, Michael Phelps and Shawn Johnson). As to group one, isn't this really more of a hobby we are watching here? And as to group two, I know there are other competitions throughout the years in between, but nobody seems to care about those...why all the hubbub on a once-every-four years basis, then? On top of all that, there is the weirdness of China hosting, a factor best summed up in my opinion by their use of one girl singing during the opening ceremonies, using another girl's voice....both of whom were about seven years old. Bizarro.
It pains me, then, that at the same time, I love the events! I can't stop watching when these people are on tv! Against my will, I found myself gasping aloud when Alicia Sacramone fell off the balance beam! And, this year the events air very late NY time, so I am exhausted the next day! Not to mention that there is nothing else to watch on tv this time of year, so live programming of any sort is automatically appealing.
I am so conflicted, US Olympic Team. Keep up the good work.
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