And now for a little free association re: the Olympic Winter Games.
Several people have told me recently they just aren’t into the Olympics. They feel a little left out when others chat incessantly about Olympic Fever. But they shouldn’t feel bad. Because if there’s anything more American than getting worked into a frenzy over alpine skiing for a three-week period once every four years, it’s not getting worked into a frenzy over alpine skiing for a three-week period once every four years. You people are the sane ones among us. Six months from now we’ll be ashamed that we were once passionately debating if we could trust Bode Miller to not be a complete jerk, whether or not Lindsay Vonn should’ve posed for Sports Illustrated or just how stupid Apolo Anton Ohno’s soul patch really is AAAAAAAA I JUST WANT TO RIP OFF HIS SPEED SKATES AND USE THEM TO SHAVE OFF THAT STUPID STUPID SOUL PATCH FOR THE LOVE OF PETE OH IT JUST DRIVES ME INSANE and you’ll be sitting back laughing at us. But even if you don’t have Olympic Fever, you can read my analysis and get caught up on what you’ve been missing. Continue reading