Olympic daze of glory
My eyes have been glued to the TV since the Winter Olympics kicked off in Sochi, Russia.
Sure, the opening ceremony wasn't perfect, and the accounts of the conditions in the Olympic village may be pretty repulsive, but come on, it's the Olympics.
There is so much to be excited about. Heck, if you missed out on the slopestyle competition, you missed some great snowboarding. The U.S. captured gold in both the men's and women's event.
Sunday night's downhill skiing was insane! Four seconds after they left the gate, these guys had already reached speeds of 75 mph — topping out at 85 mph on skis, going down a mountain taller than three Empire State buildings stacked on top of each other.
Medal favorite Bode Miller disappointed, but I didn't expect too much, especially given that Miller is 36 years old.
Two of my favorite events to watch started Monday, curling and skeleton. I am now in Olympic bliss. The only thing missing is hockey.
By no means do I expect Team USA to take the gold in men's hockey, but don't think I won't be rooting for the Red, White and Blue. Team Canada is the team to beat, there's no second guessing that.
There is so much to love about the Olympics.
Unfortunately, I still can't bring myself to watch figure skating though. I've tried, and tried and tried again, but it just doesn't do anything for me. It's just like watching cross country skiing and the biathlon.
Talk about a snoozer. I'd rather watch golf, or possibly NASCAR.
Yes, these people are amazing athletes that could run circles around me, but there's not much excitement there.
The winter Olympics are pure beauty in motion — a spectacle that we can only enjoy every four years. I can put up with staring at Putin as long as I get my snowy fix.
It looks like Vladimir Putin has taken over the NBC production in Sochi.
Despite his unsmiling face, the Winter Olympics are exciting. Most of the world is only able to witness these sports every four years. The events are fast and beautiful, so when they’re here, everyone is interested.
Then why the heck am I watching figure skating?
Because Putin is standing in the production truck with a gun to someone’s head, and the Russians can “skate.” Their mixed doubles team has already taken the gold, and more medals are on the way.
I don’t know if you’ve caught any of this bedazzled ice spinning, but even without looking at the screen, the “sport” is infuriating. Figure skating commentators are the most annoying people on the planet. Imagine Jerry from “Liar, Liar” (the new boyfriend) doing his rendition of “The Claw.”
So far, every time I’ve tried to watch the Olympics, it’s figure skating. Why, when there’s so much more?
Like skiing. Duh. What’s the first sport you think of when you imagine the Winter Games? Skiing. Just a bunch of guys and gals flying down the side of a mountain at about 80 mph. Luge, bobsled and skeleton offer the same appeal.
Or hockey. The biggest single event in the history of American sports existed thanks to the American men’s team in the Olympics.
There’s also speed skating. Anyone of the participants could win throughout the whole race. You never know what’s going to happen, and the wipeouts are crazy.
And then there’s curling. That’s right, I said it. A bunch of goofy northerners sweeping some ice. I love it.