Watching the Olympics without access to a DVR is like riding in a road race. At first, I could keep up with the Olympic lead group, squeezing in viewing in the morning, at lunch and staying up until midnight to watch the 100 meters. I worked with my team, to gather results and fill in the blanks. Then, as the miles passed and the events piled-up, I dropped off the back, struggling to stay with the leaders. I missed the 10,00o. I missed men’s tri. And last night, when I was unable to stay up to see Aly get her gold, I lost contact with the lead riders, dropping back to the peleton. Where is the next water station?
Ah well, today is another stage and we’re headed home from the mountains and our circa 1973 TV for the last weekend of the games. In the meantime, here’s what I caught from the peleton:
At the risk of being jingoistic: American Women Rule! Soccer, Basketball, Volleyball and Water polo all came up with huge victories to advance. Thank you, Title IX.
We went to restaurant to watch the US v. Canada soccer match. On our set in the condo, you can’t really see the ball and that impairs our viewing pleasure. Bonus: Bar had 6 TVs! Soccer, Showjumping and one-man canoeing all at the same time. All in HD! It’s was glorious.
Re: Soccer Ref Controversy during US v. Canada. My husband and my son, both certifies US Soccer refs, mentioned several times during our lunchtime viewing that the Canadian goalie was holding on to the ball way too long. Then, she finally got called for it. It’s not a common call, but she was milking it.
Did you see those manly men in the canoes with the giant paddles? That’s all I can to say about that.
And for the men, my husband was sorry to see the Russian pole vaulter get less camera time due to her silver, not gold.
It’s a pleasure to listen to Lisa Leslie do the basketball commentary. Knowledgeable and relaxed. I’ve seen her do panel discussion at conferences and such and wonder why she doesn’t have her own talk show. She’s great.
There was a great moment in the US women’s basketball game the other day when the cameras caught a virtual United Nations of fans singing, “We will, We will, Rock you.” God save Queen.
Wowowow. Great to watch the OTHER US women’s beach volleyball team Keesey and Ross beat the Brazilians. And then to see Misty and Kerri go up against the Chinese. The finals will be very exciting.
I don’t speak Portuguese, but that one Brazillian player wasn’t too happy with that other Brazilian player. You don’t see partners berating each other like that very often.
Frigid rainstorm. Heating pads for the athletes. Bright pink rain ponchos on the fans. Ah, those Brits, they really know how to beach.
Well at least the stupid rules in gymnastics go both ways.
How bad did you feel for the Romanian woman, and I do mean woman , as she watched her bronze medal disappear? Awful. That’s the tape gymnastics officials should replay and then award 2 Bronzes.
And Al Trautwig kept referring to the Romanian as “disconsolate.” She was the complete opposite: stoic and strong. Not a tear, not a sour face. Hardly disconsolate.
Heard from the Synchronized Swimming fans knew I would. I know the athletes train hard and what they do requires skills, but to me, it’s exactly like Ice Dancing: beautiful, technical, showy and not a satisfying competitive sport.
Poor Lolo Jones: Fourth place… and a virgin.
Let’s Go Mexico!
Let’s go US Women!
Embracing my Chaos, Lian