London 2012. Day #4. MISSY!!!!
I’m officially lost in the Olympic Time/Space continuum. Is this live, previously recorded, just “recorded” or a promotion for The Today Show?
Tell me if this sounds familiar:
Son: Is this the final?
Me: No, it’s the semi-final. But the final is happening now.
Me: In London or online.
Son: But not on TV?
Me: No, It will be on TV in 8 hours.
NBC, can I make a request? I know you’re doing nine million hours of TV, but would it be possible to have a highlights show a la Sportscenter for the one person in America who can’t watch TV or the Internet in the middle of the day but wants to see events like men’s water polo and kayaking?
That one guy in America is my husband and he’s now “producing” his own highlight show by fast forwarding through 12 hours of recorded video in about 20 minutes and doing his own commentary. Help me, NBC.
NBC, can that cute young Liam McHugh host it?
I’ve discovered that I can tape Mary Carillo’s late night show and watch in the morning, so I can avoid the commercial-fest they call The Today Show.
Mary had a really fun interview with the silver Medal Synchro Diving girls. Very appealing young women.
Now that I spent an afternoon Stand-Up Paddleboarding, I think I’m ready for Olympic kayaking.
It appears the Kobe Bryant has a date with destiny. Or make that a date with volleyball star/supermodel Destinee Hooker. He is certainly watching her very closely at the women’s volleyball game.
And I’m enjoying the occasional shots of volleyball coach/legend Karch Kiraly. Karch, looking good.
My mother said that if she got in a fight, she’d want to US Women’s water polo team on her side.
I love water polo captain Brenda Villa’s story.
But, somebody needs to explain the women’s water polo suits to me. Is there a competitive edge to the butt floss? Because there certainly isn’t a aesthetic advantage. Plus, they look painful.
The driveway table tennis tournament is in full swing at our house.
Competing against Chinese divers at the Olympics is like competing against Kate Winslet at the Oscars. Why bother to show up?
How does British diver Tom Daley get so tan? In all the British sun? Hmm…
Are the divers’ swimsuits getting smaller?
Whoa, the diving super slo-mo- slash- stop motion in the diving coverage is both fabulous and slightly embarrassing. Where is that arrow pointing?
The NBC profile of totally normal Missy Franklin and her totally normal parents should be required viewing for every American sports parent.
And thank goodness, somebody got those Franklin parents some better tickets. Last night, they were in the nosebleed section. That’s what happens when your daughter chooses to swim at her high school instead of signing a sponsorship deal: you gotta pay for your own tickets.
Missy Franklin, you are something special.
Team GB, way to go in gymnastics. Word of advice: find that tanning salon Tom Daley uses, boys.
Tim Daggett, if it was “obvious” to us, we’d turn the sound off . We don’t know jack about gymnastics because they keep changing the scoring and making up stupid rules. Please stop staying “obviously.”
Get it together, Ryan Lochte. Please.
Embracing my Chaos, Lian