Monday, August 11, 2008
I was feeling like a total slacker because I haven't posted on any of my blogs since the Olympics started. I am a total Olympic junkie. I can spend hours at a time in front of the TV watching people run around a track or swim laps. That excites me for some reason. And my patience was rewarded today. **Spoiler alert for those who may not have watched the prime time Olympics yet** The American men pulled off a phenomenal win today (yesterday? this morning?) in the men's 400-meter freestyle relay. I mean, it was fantastic. We've been hearing that there was no way the men could win the gold. Going into the race the commentators kept saying that the gold was going to go to France-- the team that had been boasting that they were going to "smash" the Americans. Ah, sweet sweet victory. For those of you who don't follow the Olympics, or don't care about the American performance, let me explain why this race is so significant. Michael Phelps, whom I'm sure everyone has been hearing about, is going for a record breaking 8 gold metals in this Olympics-- hoping to break Mark Spitz's 36-year-old record of 7 gold metals in one Olympics. This race had to be won to make that possible and no one thought it would happen. And it wouldn't have happened if not for a super-super-fast record breaking anchor leg by Jason Lezak. That's right. An Olympian you've probably never heard of. I certainly have never heard of Lezak, but I know his name now. And it wasn't like Phelps, or any of the other swimmers, was slow, it's just that Lezak was on fire. If anyone has ever earned the right to be on the cover of a box of Wheaties it's Lezak. Guess how much he beat the French swimmer by? Eight
tenths one-hundreths of a second.
If Phelps wins his 8 gold metals I think he owes Lezak a steak dinner. At least.