Sunday, February 14, 2010

Olympic Fever

by Leann

First of all, I was very saddened when I heard an Olympic athlete died on Friday. It just seemed unimaginable that an event that brings the world together in a spirit of camaraderie would begin with such a terrible tragedy. For a while I wondered if I could even watch. But I love sports. Not participating. Just observing.

I tried so hard to be a good athlete in high school, and even though I was a cheerleader for one year, it wasn't all that athletic back then and I didn't make the squad after that one time shot. I'm just clumsy and uncoordinated. But I think it takes a special kind of genius to be good at sports.

When I was young, I lived in Niagara Falls and we had "Hockey Night in Canada" every Saturday. My dad, my brother and I used watch it together in the basement "rec room." (Are there any "rec rooms" anymore?) I think that's when I figured out I loved watching athletes compete. I was in awe of skills I knew I didn't possess. Baseball is my favorite and I love college basketball. Professional golf, which was a big part of my father's life, is very calming for me to see on TV. Especially now that I have high def. This week the tournament at Pebble Beach has had me really oohing and awing. It's like watching a landscape painting in motion.

But the Olympics are very special. Sports I'd never think of watching any other time--like freestyle skiing--are fascinating. And scare the bejesus out of me. Seeing all these wonderful young people so dedicated and disciplined really does a heart good. Unfortunately I am on deadline and this is all very distracting. How many words will I get written while I have Olympic fever? Must write book. Must write book. Must write book ... sorry. Mantra is not working. It's time for the short track 1500 to start. :-)

Do you like watching sports? If so, what's your favorite? (You thought I was going to talk about Valentines and mushy stuff, didn't you?)