Olympic proportions.
I’m getting all amped up for the Olympics that start on the 12th of this month. The last time the Olympics were going on I was in Argentina and down there they are a much smaller deal than they are here. The only event that I saw was the bronze medal basketball game between Argentina and the Ukraine. Argentina won and after the final buzzer the Argentine commentator kept saying “Argentina! The bronze medal! Argentina! The greatest team in the world! The greatest team in the world! Argentina defeats the Ukraine!” Apparently being “the greatest team in the world” means losing to the United States of America (by the way, the US finished with the gold medal, in case you’ve forgotten). I love Argentina. I really, really do.
Anyway, I’m sort of glad I missed the 2008 Summer Olympics. I’ve heard a lot of ridiculous stories and I think that it was sort of an embarrassing time for the world.
I like the winter Olympics less, although I do really enjoy them. I find that my animosity towards Canada increases by leaps and bounds and that I am prouder and prouder to be an American. By the way, the cheer that Canada has adopted this year (they, as a Canadian citizenship, voted on it) is “Eh! Oh! Canada, go!” I’m going to let you think about that for a second so you can realize how ridiculous it is. And while I’m on the subject, what does being part of a “Commonwealth” even mean? Are you England or are you not? No one knows, not even the Canucks themselves.
My best friend was born in London, Ontario.
Anyway, I’ve been seeing the commercials talking about the Opening Ceremonies and the events and I’m way excited. It’s gonna be a good time, I think. Hopefully France or China won’t cheat. Come on, China, get your act together.
One thing that I’m not excited for is having to see Apolo Anton Ohno’s hair and goatee. Not to mention that bandanna. Can someone get this fool a razor? Seriously.
Ugh. For real. He represents our nation with that hairdo.
