Don’t Cry For Me, Argentina
Save the tears for yourselves.
The U.S.S. Redemption, with Captain K at the wheel, continues its round-the-world cruise with only a mild headwind. Next up: Spain for the gold.
Damn the Toronados, full speed ahead!
Save the tears for yourselves.
The U.S.S. Redemption, with Captain K at the wheel, continues its round-the-world cruise with only a mild headwind. Next up: Spain for the gold.
Damn the Toronados, full speed ahead!
Tuscaloosa’s Deontay Wilder fought and lost in the semifinals of the heavyweight division on Friday to the well-seasoned Italian Clemente Russo, 7-1.
Wilder was the last U.S. boxer left standing and will bring back the bronze medal. Along the way, he fought well, conducted himself with great class and brought a lot of attention to spina bifida, the disease which affects his young daughter.
Many feel his professional prospects are bright, but first it’s back to college to complete his business degree.
Well done, Deontay.
Yesterday I went over to the gym for a quick elliptical trainer workout at lunch. While there, I was forced to watch equestrian and rhythmic gymnastics. The lady on the trainer next to me was really into it–and she had the remote.
I told her my whole life story, including the part about the little speeding ticket that I got fixed back in ’91, tossed her my Audi keys and blurted out the password to my bank account just so she would change the channel.
I wonder if Dick Cheney has ever thought about giving those a whirl?
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times.
On the soccer side, U.S. keeper Hope Solo holds fast and gets a sweet piece of redemption.
UPDATE: Okay, make that three teams.
Sorry. I had to use that one because “lightning strikes twice” was already taken–about a gazillion times.
And this time he even ran through the tape (somebody probably gave him a talking to after the 100-meter showboating).
Yeah, he’s cocky, but mon, can he ever back it up! I like him, and I’m not going to jump on the old fogey bandwagon and start dumping on him. He’s young, on the biggest stage in the world, and he’s totally in charge. The other runners don’t seem put off by his antics at all, but instead seem to like him and enjoy being seen on the same stage with him.… Read the rest
Heh. You gotta start ’em young these days.
You can get that soon-to-be-everywhere image on a limited edition t-shirt here (bottom thumbnail). Oh wait! It’s sold out!
But it appears there are still some of those “O-bling” tees available. Get ’em while they last!
Is Michael Phelps the greatest swimmer champion Olympian athlete of all time?
The inimitable Frank Deford considers the question and gives the best answer thus far.
James Fallows and his friend “Stryde Hax” are all over it.
UPDATE 8/21: The IOC is now investigating. Developing…
To hear the Australians talk, Andrew Bogut was supposed to be the second coming of Kobe Bryant.
Guess not. Next?
I just received a ping from Beijing.
Politburo? Chinese secret police? Margaret Hoelzer?
Nope. Just THT‘s intrepid man-on-the-ground in Beijing, Mark McCarter:
Mike…Thanks for making my coverage part of your site, and for the nice plugs.
All the best…Mark
My pleasure, Mark; you’ve done a great job over there. I hope all that beach volleyball hasn’t stressed you out too much.
Give my regards to LeBron and Kobe, wouldya?
Much to Number Three Son’s relief, U.S. gymnast Shawn Johnson finally picked up a gold in the balance beam the other night.
His reaction to her finishing second to teammate Nastia Liukin in the all-around competition?
“She wuz robbed!”
I think somebody’s got an Olympic crush. Of course, they do tend to run in the family.… Read the rest
We knew “it” was coming…
Dave Barry goes shopping in Beijing and finishes short of a medal, while his wife takes the gold (and silk, too).
As someone who has haggled over “Nike” t-shirts in open-air Jamaican markets and honest-to-God, GENUINE Rolex Submariners in Chinatown, I feel his pain.
The Olympics Sap-o-Meter over at Slate was redlining over the weekend in the wake of Michael Phelps’ rendezvous with destiny (there, that ought to set it to twitching even more).
Apparently it was Bob Costas’ interview with Michael and his Mom that really set the too-cool-to-care cynics to clucking. Color me sappy, then, because I enjoyed it (that segment starts about 15 minutes in).
In particular, I was intrigued to learn about Michael’s struggle with ADHD and bullying classmates; as a parent, and a former “shortest and nerdiest kid in the class,” I can identify with such stories. It’s all too easy to look at the mega-million dollar freak of nature with all the O-bling around his neck and forget that he was once an awkward teen in dire need of some loving parenting and mentoring.… Read the rest
I wonder if my old buddy, Keith The Tow Truck Driver, has ever hauled a car all the way to China?
If so, he might be pleased to know about this.
Mark, personally, I think your chances are better over at the beach volleyball venue.