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Five Reasons Why I Love the Olympics


  1. All sorts of good will and happiness about your own country and the world in general. During the Opening Ceremony and the Parade of Nations everyone was cheering for everyone else. Nations that don't recognize each other in political life (I'm looking at you China and "Chinese Taipei") can come together in the spirit of competition. I think I just teared up a little.
  2. Bob Costas. From the sports coats he pilfered from my grandfather's closet, to his attempts at making jokes; watching the Olympics just wouldn't be the same if Bob Costas wasn't sitting behind that desk.
  3. Sports that you will quickly forget about ten seconds after the Closing Ceremonies finish. Curling, Skeleton, Luge, Cross Country Skiing, Bobsledding, Ski Jumping, Speed Skating, anyone?
  4. Being an expert in an event after watching two competitors finish and listening to thirty seconds of commentary. "Look Mr.! Look how tight her knees are, how her head doesn't even bobble up and down. Wow, she got a lot of air on that heli...she's in it for the Gold."
  5. Being able to watch something on TV that everyone else is watching. What can I say? Sometimes being the only one not watching "Project Runway" and "The Real Housewives of ..." can make a lady feel left out. At least this way I can keep up with the chatter at the water cooler.

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  1. Where exactly is that water cooler that we are chatting around? ; )
    I have to agree with everything; although I am always a bit pissy that Chinese Taipei has to make up a flag for the event in order to keep China happy.

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  2. Agreed Lauren, the Mr. and I were gripping about that too.

    BTW, it's good to see you're able to read your blogs again. ;)

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  3. I love love love the Winter Olympics in particular. I have no five reasons. Although it does make me feel connected to the good ole US of A all the way from Nigeria.
    Hope you are enjoying the snow that I so dearly miss!

    Shalom!

    -Kate

    http://thisnigerianlife.blogspot.com/2010/02/orks.html

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