Monday, March 1, 2010

The Real Olympics


I watched two events in this most recent Olympic games and both of them were the hockey games between the United States and Canada. These were the goodie-goodie Olympics. To me, they were reminiscent of a Saturday morning youth soccer game when the winners and losers both receive trophies. The gold medal hockey match was tough and hard fought and when it was completed: gladhanding and pats on the back, some sadness, a great amount of joy for the winners and respect for the losers. Cripes! Fighting wasn't allowed. How can there be a hockey game sans blood? These same guys will go after each other again beginning tomorrow when the National Hockey League resumes play. The king is dead. Long live the king.
As for the rest of the Olympic Games and from what I read on the net: Give me the good ol' days, please. What would make me pumped up, just for the games, would be to have the old Union of Soviet Socialist Republics back in action. Fifteen nations coming together as one. Accomplishments done through intimidation. Each conquest made with CCCP emblazoned across their bright red jerseys; the real Bad News Bears". Every one of the feared Soviets was a professional playing against the U.S amateurs. The hated "Bear" dominating in every sport except that, every once in awhile, we stole one away. Remember "Do you believe in miracles? In virtually every sport the Russian women were required to take physicals to determine if they were that--female! In many cases they weren't. Just because they shaved twice a day and had biceps larger than Schwarzenneger what proof was that?
This Olympic game scenario was all about sportsmanship.
Russian medals in these games were nowhere to be found. I didn't check nations medal winners all that closely but didn't Fiji finish ahead of the Ruskies? Were they in the top 10? It was so embarrassing the President of Russia announced today that sports programs had better straighten up or every coach would be canned. The biggest problem with the games-there was no team hatred. Geesh, talk about a disappointment; nothing but goodwill, sportsmanship and handshakes. I miss the old days when we had someone to hate.

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