Maybe it’s because I had no other plans for the weekend, but I found myself watching an inordinate amount of the Games.
I found the Opening Ceremonies a bit odd. On the one hand, it sure was colorful, but, as many other outlets have noted, a but weird and quirky. And long. I’m sure there are cultural reasons why
* As at least one pundit pointed out, they had time to include farm animals in the ceremony, but not 60 seconds to pay tribute to the Munich 11?
* Was I reading anything into this? I could have sworn on the parade of athletes the Israeli team started out with their flag dipped, but was raised as the team advanced around the track.
* I wish someone would explain the intricacies of bicycle raising to me. During the rain-soaked women’s 150km race yesterday, it seemed there was cooperation not only between members of the same team, but between competitors? As my colleague and I discussed, why shouldn’t the racers simply say, the hell with you, I’m going for it? Maybe it’s one of those “mutually assured destruction” scenarios. Even within your own team, there is one rider who’s put up above the rest, for whom teammates will sacrifice their chance at a medal to see him or her win? Very altruistic.
* I enjoyed watching events that would normally escape my attention, primarily because the networks never show them: Team handball, fencing, field hockey, and archery. Lots of drama and tension in those.
* Can we take it easy on these athletes, many of whom are just teenagers, even though they are “elite” in their fields? Headline on the back page of yesterday’s New York Post: “Phlop.” So he lost. On the other hand, if you want to be chauvinistic about it, at least it was a fellow American who won. Although Ryan Lochte was deemed “responsible” for the failure to win gold in the men’s 400-meter relay.
* In volleyball, why is there one athlete whose jersey is a different color from the rest?
* And again in volleyball, why is it that the men wear “regular” shorts while the women’s attire is, shall we say, snug? And on the beach, again, the men don “regular” beachwear while the ladies are in bikinis? Just sayin.’ (Sorry, no photos here. This is a family blog.)