Here are MIP’s Best and Worst of the 2008 Summer Olympics!
Best Opening Ceremony Award goes to: The Opening Ceremony! Loved the drums, loved the cool screens, loved the girl who was too ugly she had to sing somewhere else and then the cute girl got all the glory. The only thing I give a B- to is Sarah Brightman (the original “Christine” from Phantom of the Opera), because whenever I see her I want to cut her stringy hair.
Worst Lines from Al Depresso-Matic Gymnastics Guy: While I appreciate Al’s depressing bios during the Ironman Triathlon coverage, listening to him during gymnastics about sends me over the edge. Or at least to Oberweis for a hot fudge sundae so I can erase the raincloud from my soul. A few of Al’s hyper-depressing hyerboles:
After a little teeny step by a little teeny gymnast: Is it safe to say… there goes the gold?
Before a routine: The next few seconds could change your life, if you think about that, it can be daunting.
Really, Al, Really?
After another teeny step: Can you imagine the devastation in the room?
And, as previously mentioned on this blog: after a small mistake in a routine: It would be like having a tear in your wedding dress as you walk down the aisle.
Best Bob Costas Line
The USA 4×100 relay teams laid giant goose eggs in the Bird’s Nest.
USA Beats France in the 4×100 swim relay!
Moment I Had Tears:
When Ryan Hall entered the stadium at the end of the Men’s Marathon. No, he didn’t medal – he came in tenth – but he did great. I love how the marathons end – entering the huge stadium with all those people cheering you on. Now, if they did that at the Morton Arboretum 5K, maybe I’d run a little faster next time.
And now for the medal ceremony!
The Bronze Medal goes to Commenter Janet, who consistently commented all through the Olympics and supported me outside the blogworld in all things Olympic. (Wow, Janet! This laurel wreath looks awesome on you!)
The Silver Medal goes to my kids who supported me in my Olympic Obsession and only twice said out loud, “We are so TIRED of the Olympics. Can we watch Clifford?” Thank you, guys! I love you! No spinach this week for you snoogie woogies.
The Gold Medal goes to Mr MIP, who – although he didn’t really totally completely LIKE the Olympics – let me watch as much Olympics as I wanted (Except for the fateful Yearbook night) and asked me questions about them and let me ramble on and on about who won and who lost and who was stupid and how the commies are one messed up group of people. Thank you, Mr MIP! You may return to your regularly scheduled programming!
And on the blog, we’ll get back to the Important Issues of Life, such as: why am I storing glue in the food cupboard?