Itís the state of constant peril that appeals to me

My friend Al, the cutest girl on Earth™, is the only person who unsurprised by my absolute love of the winter Olympics. I’m sure it’s because the memories of 2006 are fresh in her mind. Most others are surprised because I usually have a policy of complete and total apathy when it comes to organized sports.

It’s the state of constant peril that appeals to me. The summer Olympics just don’t have the same level of danger, or at least it doesn’t appear that way to me. In the summer Olympics it seems the worst that can happen is a runner tripping and skinning her knee. Plus, I could never get behind the idea that giant, hairy men were teaching tiny, barely-pubescent young girls how to fling their bodies into the air. Gymnastics gives me the heebie jeebies.

However, tiny twentysomething women strapping boards to the bottom of their feet and flinging their bodies down a bumpy mountain? That is some kind of awesome, sign me up!

The winter Olympics are roughly 87% better than the summer games because if you trip, you are going to be tumbling down a mountain. Or falling on some ice with blades strapped to your body. That air of danger is riveting. And, as was so sadly demonstrated by the death of the Georgian Luger, very real. I can’t take my eyes off the winter games. I wait with bated breath for someone to fall and then wince as they go skidding down a mountain. That’s entertainment my friends!

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  1. FFJ 15.Feb.10 at 3:37 pm

    Did you see Mrs. Happy at the medal ceremony?! She was cracking me up! I was really touched by how emotional she was. AND she sang the national anthem, which I always respect.

  2. Jodi 15.Feb.10 at 3:39 pm

    I bawled my head off right along with Mrs. Happy. She’s my new hero. I might have to dye my hair pink.

  3. Lesley 15.Feb.10 at 4:55 pm

    I agree with you completely.

  4. tam 15.Feb.10 at 9:13 pm

    You have obviously never been a gymnast. Death is always right there with you – or at the very least, paralysis.

    Snowboarding is scary as hell (I’ve done it), but I was more scared over the 6 years I was a gymnast.

  5. Jodi 15.Feb.10 at 9:16 pm

    I was like 5 feet tall before I was 9. It was obvious early on that gymnastics was not in my future.

  6. Doug 16.Feb.10 at 1:17 am

    So you’re an enthusiast of the proverbial “agony of defeat.”

    It’s always been my suspicion that same sort of thing is the appeal of NASCAR–waiting for a crash.

    “You got schadenfreude in my sports!” “You got sports in my schadenfreude!”


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