I’ve always followed the Olympic Games. It’s part of my whole life. I remember watching the 1976 Montreal games, the 1984 Los Angeles games, and I even attended the 1996 Centennial Olympic Games in Atlanta. I stayed up half the night to watch the stunning 2004 Athens games.
My step-father died during the 2008 Beijing games. My last memory of him being lucid was watching Michael Phelps sweep the 200m and 400m medleys.
I watched the London games opening ceremony from a suite at Turner Field during a Braves game. I think more people were watching the televisions than the field.
But this year, I am more than disappointed about the Olympics…. [Read More]