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Hi, my name is Primrose, and I don't care about the bloody Olympics, or how hot Michael Phelps is. I'm not even sure WHO he is, and, well, see above.

I work the night shift (well, mostly), and so have been able to see a piece of the Olympics live; namely, the womens' gymnastics competition, which consists of teams of identical-looking 12-year-old girls young women in glitter eye makeup doing handstands and backflips and flipping around on parallel bars, even and uneven.

Oh, they're incredibly good, all of them...you can see that the training and coaching and myriads of workouts they've been through since age, oh, three or so have really paid off. You can also see the lost childhoods, the utter pressure on them to be just Perfect, their tearful shame and the humiliation that's heaped on them if they *gasp* don't do something right, thereby eliminating their Team from getting a gold medal. And the cameras...the cameras focus on the poor crying girl who missed a step and got a 9.464 instead of the 9.823, thereby preventing her whole bloody country from Revelling in Glory.

Of course, there are the ones who get it all right, flawless, perfect, and go on to win gold after gold and do commercials for large sportswear corporations...until they're Over The Hill at twenty-two or so, and then it's adios, Kansas.

I just don't see the draw. Of course, I do like the Winter Olympics, to a point (love that Jamaican Bobsled Team!), and I suppose that the pressure is just as bad on them. I mean, geez, people like Tonya Harding are made, not born.

I know, I'm just being cynical, and I'm sure there are a lot of positive things about being in the Olympics. I do like the team sports, because it's not about individual pressure. When they suffer, they all suffer together, and they triumph as a team. I don't understand why basketball is considered a summer sport, though. I'm sure they could find a sport that's actually played in summer *coughbaseballcough* to be their big draw. And for Zeus' sake, stop letting professionals play on Olympic teams. Isn't the whole point of the Olympics to allow amateurs to show their colours? Plus, I hate pro basketball. It represents everything that's wrong with sports, namely, EgoEgoEgo. Mneh.

I'd rather watch the Red Sox, where there's absolutely no pressure. Yep, yep. No Pressure at All. Er.

Re: hehe....

Date: 2004-08-23 02:59 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] robinhoo.livejournal.com
It's not just Phelps with the ass hangin' out of the swim-thingies -- Aaron Piersol was practically falling out of his britches, too. I thought at first that they had gotten away from the Speedos because dudes were full-montying the crowds when the centrifugal force of their swimmin' sucked off their little weenie-sleeves, but then I saw these guys in their knee- or ankle-length swim-britches and thought, "Just because they come all the way down your legs doesn't mean they're not going to slide off your ass." And then today I watched men's diving, and the American dude was in the smallest Speedo I swear I have ever seen. The only reason he didn't get nekkid when he went in the water was because... well, there was stuff in the front holding it up. (Very sorry if that was too crude for anybody, but it's true.)

Re: hehe....

Date: 2004-08-25 06:54 am (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] primroseburrows.livejournal.com
The only television I have is in the basement. My kids watch it, but I haven't turned it on except to watch my Babylon 5 DVDs in months. So I don't get to see the low-cut Speedo events.

*shrugs* I'd rather see a guy in a black cotton shirt over faded blue jeans, anyway. Speedo, schmeedo.

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