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Final Olympic Notes

Strap in for a good, old fashioned, mega post about the Olympics!

In a week filled with amazing events and results, it would be impossible for me to not start with Saturday’s men’s basketball gold medal game. The first quarter was nearly perfect, a breathless, back-and-forth, up-and-down, punch-and-counter punch 10 minutes. The US seized control early in the second quarter and never really lost it, although the French made several valiant runs.

LeBron James was, again, phenomenal. It is ridiculous that a nearly 40-year-old man can dominate a high level game like he does. Kevin Durant hit clutch shot after clutch shot in the Americans’ last two games.

But, come on, the story of the weekend was Steph Curry’s grandest statement of his career. Nine 3’s in the come-from-behind semifinal win over Serbia. Then eight 3-pointers, four in the final two and a half minutes, each more audacious and clutch than the last, in the gold medal game. His final one, the “Golden Dagger” according to Noah Eagle, was a shot that will live in basketball history forever. We’ve seen him do this before. But that shot felt like one he would throw up only in an All-Star game, when the stakes were not super high. He tossed a nearly vertical shot over two defenders that splashed through the hoop in the closing moments of an Olympic Gold Medal game. As Bill Raftery would say, onions!

It was a nearly perfect day here in Indy, so after splashing with the nephews in the pool for a couple hours I watched on our outdoor TV. A little reminiscent of the 2012 Midwest regional final between KU and UNC that I watched outside in Kansas City.

With that we begin to say goodbye to Steph’s generation, at least from international hoops. You never want to fully count out LeBron and KD, but if they come back in 2028 they surely won’t be the featured players. I’m not sure you can expect either Joel Embiid or Anthony Davis to be healthy in four years, and Jo seems like he’s aging in Nintendo time rather than real time anyway. So not only will the Americans have to replace three of the greatest players ever, they will likely have to replace their two best big men. At a moment when Victor Wembanyama will likely be turning into the best player in the world.

Good luck to the next US coach! Guarantee Coach K won’t be volunteering for that gig.

It’s crazy that this was Steph’s first Olympics. A combination of injuries, bad luck, and bad timing conspired to keep him off the 2012, 2016, and 2020(1) teams. I think he made up for those misses over the weekend.

Dwyane Wade was pretty good as the analyst. He was funny and insightful. He was excited in big moments. While a clear homer, he expressed enthusiasm for big plays by the teams the US was playing as well. He had some terrific observations that come with having recently played at the highest level. His delivery could use some polish, and I think if he wants to continue on NBC or another network he needs to tone down some of the fandom that he expressed in Paris. Those are minor quibbles, though.

Pacer Tyrese Haliburton barely played in the games. Which made sense even before USA Basketball announced Sunday that he had a minor knee injury. He was there for emergency depth and to get some first hand understanding of international ball ahead of the next World Cup/Olympics cycle. Ty had a terrific reaction to his PT after the games. (Apparently I can’t embed Tweets at the moment.)

Our house may have made a crack about that applying to a certain Big 10 basketball player who was “present” for some group projects with M in high school.

Can we just stop all the “Why isn’t Player X playing” nonsense during the games? We can’t have it both ways. We can’t have a roster loaded with the best players and complain about PT, or make a true team, with a top 5–7 then complimentary parts around them, and complain when we can’t don’t have a superstar to sub in when LeBron gets three fouls or Steph isn’t hitting shots.

Content machine always gotta crank, though.

We were moving M back to school Sunday so I missed the women’s gold medal game. Which, thank goodness! That seemed super stressful. It would have been to France what the Miracle on Ice was to the US had they pulled off the upset. Can you imagine the content machines spinning it that Caitlin Clark would have prevented the upset had the US lost? Lord have mercy…


Non-basketball highlight of the week: Indianapolis and Cathedral high school’s own Cole Hocker storming back to win the men’s 1500. Hocker is obviously a big deal here, and I’ve been able to follow his pro career pretty closely as the local media always highlights his big races. He often seems to come up just short in the biggest events. Not this time, in the biggest!

Would you be surprised that we got a fundraising email from CHS referencing his win just minutes after the prime time replay of his win? Of course not. Catholic schools gonna Catholic school.

Then a day later Quincy Hall, from KCMO and Raytown South high school, wins gold as well. A friend asked if everyone from Raytown has gold grills. I told him of course we do, along with our RYT tattoos.[1] Hall was one of the most outrageous and delightful interviews of the games.

I had some friends making fun of me for claiming Hall despite going to my rival high school. So then I claimed the women’s 100 meter champ, since she’s from St. Lucia and that’s where we went on our honeymoon. And the women’s hammer throw silver medalist, since she went to UC. And Lewis Johnson, since he went to UC. And all the other medalists with Indiana roots. Two Jayhawks just missed making the podium, in the men’s 800 and women’s marathon, both finishing fourth. If you cast your net wide enough, you can find an angle for just about every sport!


The crowds at any event where the French were doing well were fantastic. The men’s volleyball game might have been the best, as it was probably 95% Frenchies. The men’s basketball gold medal game felt like a great high school playoff game. The French clearly had the most fans, but there was a sizable American contingent to counter them. Shame the Eiffel Tower shooter wasn’t there to snipe Jimmy Fallon and get him off the screen.


Every four years I chuckle that the US focuses on total medals while most of the rest of the world focuses on golds. So the US, the land where individual rights are paramount (well, not always), where if you try to give a kid a free school lunch you’re called an anti-American socialist, concentrates on the comprehensive medal count. And the rest of the world, where individual rights often come second to the needs of the collective, cares most about winning. Wild.


The Gold Medal Bell at the track stadium was a fantastic addition. LA better carry it over to 2028. Although they’ll probably add some cheesy, Hollywood angle that ruins it.


Rowdy Gaines is retiring after the 2028 games?!?! Say it ain’t so, Rowdy! They should just broadcast swimming without an analyst; he is irreplaceable.

Shout out to Chris Marlowe. Like Gaines, he was in the ’84 games as an athlete. And, like Gaines, he began calling Olympic volleyball in 1992. Always one of the best announcers.


Boo for the US not winning a single gold medal in any of the volleyball competitions. A silver for the indoor women, bronze for indoor men, and a giant turd for our collective beach players. Definitely need to fix this for LA. We invented the damn sport.

Another highlight of the games was in the women’s beach gold medal match, when the Canadians and Brazilians were arguing rather heatedly at the net over a misunderstanding. The DJ spun John Lennon’s “Imagine” and the crowd sang along. Three of the four players either cracked smiles or started laughing. That one Brazilian wouldn’t let it go, though, until the match was over. She was fired up!


“Artistic swimming.” Horseshit. It will always be synchronized swimming to me.


Not sure why but it surprises me that Norway has so many excellent runners. I know there is a tremendous culture of sports in that country. To a dumb American it seems like that should be confined to winter sports, though. They sure punch above their weight, per capita-wise.


Man, what a time to be a Spanish soccer fan. The women won the World Cup last year, and reached the semi-finals of the Olympics. The men won the European championship last month then captured the gold in an outrageously entertaining 5–3, extra time added win over France. I remember when the Spanish (and the French) were considered perennial underachievers in soccer.


Stupid Covid. Likely cost Noah Lyles the elusive 100–200 double. And, who knows, maybe the men’s 4×100 relay doesn’t get DQed if Lyles is running. Silly me, of course they would have gotten DQed. That’s what they do, now in five straight Olympics. In 2028 we need a baton pass bootcamp run by Dennis Mitchell and Carl Lewis.

Meanwhile the women’s 4×100 squad was thoroughly delightful, and managed to pass the baton safely three times to win the gold.

I told a few friends that it seems weird that the men’s 100–200 double is actually pretty rare. We came of age watching Carl Lewis do it. Then Usain Bolt did it three times. Even knowing those two runners were the two best ever, it seemed like something that was a stretch but still possible.

I won’t identify him so he doesn’t get into trouble, but one of my Brothers in Olympic Love suggested a buddy comedy that features Gabby Thomas, Anna Hall, and Sydney McLaughlin-Levrone. I would watch! Throw in Sha’carri Richardson as their wacky neighbor and you’re working with comedy gold. Maybe Dutch sprinter Lieke Klaver could play their European nemesis.

McLaughlin-Levrone dominated the 400 hurdles again. There are calls for her to attempt the mega-rare hurdle-sprint double in LA. Which seems like a no brainer. As I get older, though, I appreciate the toll these races take on athletes’ bodies a lot more. If she is running full-tilt basically every day for a week, will her body hold up? I know she trains every day, but she doesn’t run at full Olympic effort every day. I’d love to see her try it as long as it doesn’t endanger her dominance of the hurdles.

McLaughlin-Levrone and Thomas were half of the US’s insanely dominant 4×400 relay. That was like a Katie Ledecky 1500 race they were so far ahead.

Also big props to Botswana’s Letsile Tebogo. He became the first African-born athlete to win a sprint gold medal with his win in the 200. He was also 6th in the 100. And he ran a brilliant leg in Botswana’s 4×400 relay. One runner, all four sprint distances. Talk about versatility!

Quincy Wilson running in the Olympics as a 16-year-old seems crazy. Dude almost put the US in too deep of a hole in the 4×400 semis, but you’re going to run a little tight in that situation.


Sadly I was busy Friday afternoon when breaking finally got its moment, and thus missed the outrageous performance by the Aussie breaker. The whole breaking thing made me think of a comment I believe Ice-T made about Eminem when he first got famous. Something along the lines of “He’s a decent rapper, but I could go to a dozen corners in Detroit and find Black rappers just as good as him.” I’m sure all these international breakers were perfectly fine. But I’m pretty sure I could go to a dozen corners in the Bronx and find better breakers. The bracket should have been like the Little League World Series with the international competitors battling to take on the American champion in the gold medal final.


Flag football, for both men and women, in the 2028 games? Interesting.


Makes me laugh that diving commentators are still so harsh. “This is really hard to watch” as an athlete makes a tiny splash that moves him into 4th place.


Some complaints.

My quadrennial local news ad bitch. While we were in Florida there was a freak storm in Indy during rush hour that caused part of a major interstate to flood, stopping traffic. Naturally our NBC station decided to turn that into a commercial touting their weather team. As if no other station in Indy was aware of the storm or the flooding. It was only their crack team that discovered the deluge and let viewers know about it. Local news is so dumb.

OK, Snoop was great. But it was a little disappointing to see that he’s joining The Voice this fall, and have to watch 800 ads for it. It made his appearance in France seem a little less organic and more calculated by NBC.

“Event of the night. With limited commercial interruptions.” Very bold of NBC to show a race that lasts somewhere between 10 seconds and two minutes without inserting any commercials. Lord knows they loved rolling ads in the middle of live action in team sports, so I guess I should be thankful.


That said, I thought NBC did a pretty solid job. They’ve finally discovered that they can show events live in non-prime time hours and then repackage them for the evening show and still get great ratings. After decades of trying to figure out how to leverage multiple channels to show as many sports as possible, they finally got it right. Now increasing the price of Peacock during the games was a dick move. But, honestly, it was to be expected based on how every streaming platform treats its customers.

My European sports summer is now over. It started with Euro ’24, rolled into the Tour de France, and then the Olympics. For two months I’ve had constant sports during the day, sometimes already in progress when I turned on the TV at 7:00 AM. Not sure how I’m going to adjust. The Premier League starts in a week, but that’s just on weekends, so not the same.

I’ve long argued that the Olympics should always be in the western hemisphere. NBC pays more for the games than any other broadcast outlet, Americans watch them in higher numbers than anyone else. Play the sports at times that work best for our TV schedule.

I take that back. Games in Europe, or Europe-equivalent time zones, might be the perfect setting. You can watch sports literally all day, catching important events live during the daytime then catching up or reliving stuff in prime time.

A pretty good Olympics. Some legendary moments. The US dominated the medal count. There wasn’t too much nonsense or controversy. Let’s hope our climate hasn’t collapsed or our country hasn’t devolved into civil war or an asteroid doesn’t hit us and we’re all still around in four years so we can do it again at home.


  1. Waaaaaay back in the day, when I ran a daily 80s trivia email list a few of you were a part of, I joked that all of us from Raytown had tattoos on our shoulders of the letters RYT to represent our hometown. Another member of our list, who was also from Kansas City, thought I was being honest. When we met in person for the first time he asked to see mine. I thought he was kidding but he was dead serious, and disappointed when I laughed and told him I made that up. Still makes me laugh.  ↩

Olympic Notes, Part 1

Tradition requires me to share some Olympic thoughts. I debated waiting until the games ended and publishing one, extra-stuffed post. But the games move so fast that things that struck me in week one are bound to get over-written by events of week two. Hell, the notes I’m about to share may already be fuzzy in everyone’s memories.


Guarantee I’ve said this before, but Rugby sevens is awesome. I still have no idea what the rules are, but when a game last less than 30 minutes, do you really need to know the rules?

The US women’s full field (full pitch?) score to win the bronze medal game was insane.

Also incredible was Antoine DuPont of France, AKA The Closer, who is apparently the best regular rugby player in the world (or at least the NBC announcers said so) and moved to sevens just for the Olympics. The French play him only in the second half, with the assignment to wreck people. And wreck people he did in the gold medal game. Two goals? Tries? Touchdowns? Whatever they’re called, plus a huge play to set up another score and fueled a French comeback over Fiji, who had never lost an Olympic game before that final. The Australian announcer was awesome, calling DuPont “A walking, talking, living, breathing rugby super hero!”


3×3 basketball was more fun three years ago when the US teams didn’t suck. Canyon Barry? Seriously? Not sure of the details, but Ice Cube suggested Adam Silver blocked Big 3 players from participating, which seems dumb since the Big 3 doesn’t compete with the NBA, and none of the 3×3 players are NBA guys. Send our best players, Mr. Commish!


I still enjoy watching women’s field hockey.


Suni Lee’s smile when she landed the first pass on her floor routine in the individual events was one of the greatest things I’ve ever seen. Pure joy and relief.

I often complain about how much prime time coverage gymnastics gets. I understand it, but don’t like it. I have to say, though, I watched more this year than I’ve watched in years, and enjoyed it. Simone Biles was always amazing. Lee was fantastic. Rebeca Andrade of Brazil was spectacular. I couldn’t look away from the carnage on the beam Monday.


Of all the great images of the first 10 days of the games, this might be my favorite. Biles, the greatest gymnast of all time bowing down to her rival who bested her. The unfiltered happiness on Adrade’s face. Sometimes those hugs between competitors in gymnastics seem hollow. You could tell there was true and total respect between those two all week. And how great is it for someone as good as Biles to handle finishing second with this much class?


Rowdy Gaines remains a national treasure. The difference between him, who is over-the-top in an endearing way and also super informative and prepared, with some of the other announcers who scream for no reason or utterly fail to provide context for big moments, is striking.

NBC made a big deal of the US-Aussie swimming rivalry, which seemed bigger in a year where the US was the dominant team while the Aussies (and French) had the dominant individuals. I found it interesting that unlike some years in the past, when there was clear tension and bad tidings between the Americans and Aussies, it seemed like the swimmers got along well for the most part. Which I think I prefer. I liked the swimmers coming over and hugging after a close race, congratulating each other with smiles on their faces. That’s what the Olympics are supposed to be all about.

Good grief, I’m getting old, aren’t I?


What a week for landing on your junk! First the French pole vaulter, who apparently has a pole in his pants and may have cost himself a medal when said appendage snagged the bar the rest of his body had cleared. Then Suni Lee landed square on the balance beam with her private area. Conversation in our house when Lee fell and I gasped:

C: Dad, it’s different for us than for you.
Me: I know, but that still hurts!


I’m not getting into the discussion of gender fluidity and whatnot. I will say that I find it soooo interesting that all these conservative politicians are bravely standing up for women’s rights in athletics when they trample them in real life.

I also laugh because, let’s face it, there are a lot of very manly women in the Olympics. And some of those ladies are winning medals for the US.

I know there’s a big difference between maybe not looking super feminine and being transgender. Let’s not pretend the politicians who are screaming their outrage about trans folks are super comfortable with the butchy ladies either. There aren’t as many votes in attacking athletes who are just gay as those pols think there are in fear mongering that there are waves of young males, who happen to be world class athletes, in the process of going through years of therapy, painful medical procedures, and uncomfortable hormone treatments not to mention ostracism by family and society, so they can kick the crap out of our innocent girls in sports.

But, again, I’m not getting into it.


I think it’s hard to criticize the TV coverage too much because this is a really damn hard event to pull off. Tons of sports occurring simultaneously across France (and even in Tahiti) that you need to find announcers for. Not all of those announcers are either polished or necessarily enthused about the events they’ve been tasked with (see Kenny Albert, who could not sound less interested during water polo). Some of the production is based on a world feed NBC has no control over. So there are bound to be slip ups and errors.

That said…

Could NBC have screwed up perhaps the greatest track sprint final ever more than they screwed up Sunday’s men’s 100? Leigh Diffey announcing the wrong winner before there was an official announcement, then totally flubbing both Noah Lyles officially being proclaimed as the winner and ignoring that fellow American Fred Kerley won bronze. I get there were a lot of moving parts and much confusion in the moment. But this was one of the greatest moments in Olympic history, a scintillating race won with a huge comeback that required a photo review to determine the winner. NBC nearly ruined the moment. Keep your mouth shut if you’re not sure. The drama of the moment was far more important than anything Diffey had to say.

Diffey does the Indy 500, too. He sucks there as well.

Which gives me the perfect opportunity to again complain that we have a British announcer for one of the headline events of the games. And we get Trinidadian Ato Boldon while British viewers get American legend Michael Johnson. Dumb.


So apparently Louisiana born-and-raised Armand Duplantis pole vaults for Sweden not just because his mom is from there, but because Sweden gave his American father a job as a coach when Duplantis was about to commit to jump for the US. As a graduate of a school that has won two national championships in basketball partially because of hiring the father of a key recruit, I respect this move. As an American, though, I find it abhorrent. Deport them all.


Sadly ironic that Steph Curry finds himself in the worst shooting slump of his career at the same moment he finally gets to play in his first Olympic games.


I tried the Peacock Gold Zone channel. I like the concept on busy days, but if you don’t catch it at the right time, it kind of sucks.


Peyton Manning is quite good at the media thing. The Olympics, though? Stick to football and endorsing half the products available for purchase in your local store, buddy. Maybe this will be the moment where things finally get dialed back and we don’t see him or his brother every three minutes. Nah, they’re shameless and advertising execs lack imagination, so I’m sure there will be a whole new wave of Manning ads and public appearances when football season rolls around.


A key part of my past Olympics posts was highlighting attractive female athletes. Not to objectify, but to glorify the beauty of the human body. Now that I’m 53 I’m guessing any grace for those comments is long gone. Thus I will just say there are some drop-dead gorgeous women in these games. Of all colors, nationalities, and sizes. Especially the track sprints. Imagine being one of the fastest women in the world and also looking like a super model. Some people hit every number in the genetic lottery.

Hey, I talked about the Frenchie’s extra leg above, I’m allowed to say there are pretty ladies in the Games, too.


Have to say I enjoy Olympics without Russians. I feel bad rooting against athletes just because they come from a country run by a mad man who rigs elections, kills his opponents, and invades sovereign nations. It’s good only a handful of Russians made it and have to compete as neutral athletes. I’m a little surprised that Putin hasn’t gone the Peter Thiel route and created his own games, forcing countries that rely on Russians largesse or protection to choose them over the real games.


How shocked would 1990s me have been that Snoop Dog and Flavor Flav have been huge parts of the Olympic coverage? Or even 2000s me? Or 2010s me? What a time to be alive.

Sports Notes

Time to knock out some sports notes while I avoid going outside and facing Heat Dome ’24.

Say Hey

The incomparable Willie Mays died Tuesday night. I never saw him play live as the tail end of his career just barely overlapped with my life. I did hear the stories and saw the grainy highlight reels. And I remember how those fat, softcover, sports trivia books popular in the late Seventies and early Eighties were always filled with amazing facts about his career. Willie, at worst, was on of the four best players ever. At worst.[1]

I sent a few of you this statement after the news of his death broke. I’m pretty proud of it so will repeat it for my blog readers:

Willie should have kicked Joe DiMaggio’s ass when the Yankee Clipper insisted on being introduced as “The Greatest Living Baseball Player” late in his life. It was asinine, dishonest, and offensive to suggest Joe D was better than the Say Hey Kid.

Rany Jazayerli has a great piece on The Ringer breaking down how Mays was even better than the raw numbers suggest. I know all about the time Ted Williams missed because of his military service in World War II and the Korean War. I did not know, or did not recall, Mays missed nearly two years when he served in Korea. Even for a player as accomplished as he was, those two years made a massive difference in his career production.

Willie Mays Was the Greatest Baseball Player Who Ever Lived

Royals

I’ve been paying more attention to the Royals over the past month or so. Figures that whatever fueled their hot start over the first two months of the season seems to have fizzled over that stretch. It is nice that they aren’t terrible, though. I’ve been on the verge of resubscribing to either MLB.TV to watch or At Bat to listen several times, but then they lose a couple games and I figure I watch/listen to other stuff at night so why upset my routine. Then again, At Bat is only $30…

Pacers

It won’t be official for a couple more weeks when the NBA calendar turns over, but word has it that the Pacers and Pascal Siakam have agreed on a big contract extension. There wasn’t much doubt; word around the NBA was that Siakam would not agree to be traded to a team he was not interested in re-signing with. There were some rough patches early, but eventually he fit in well with his new teammates. Add a summer of working out together plus a 100% healthy Tyrese Haliburton next season and the Pacers should be firmly in the second tier of the Eastern Conference behind Boston.

NBA Finals

What a boring series. Boston is the least impressive great team I can recall. That isn’t really fair. Almost every game, though, they have one terrible quarter which keeps you from thinking, “Wow, this team is incredible!” They have two legit stars in Jaylen Brown and Jason Tatum, a perfect compliment (when healthy) in Kristaps Porzingis, and remarkable role players in Jrue Holiday and Derrick White. White, especially, floors me every game when he makes multiple “HOLY SHIT!!!” defensive plays.

The Celtics definitely got a great draw, with Jimmy Butler, Giannis Antetokounmpo, Joel Embiid, and the entire Knicks roster injured and then Haliburton getting hurt during the Eastern Conference Finals and the Denver Nuggets getting knocked out of the Western Conference semis by Minnesota. That shouldn’t distract from a magnificent season and a team that is poised to be, perhaps, the next NBA dynasty getting the Finals monkey off their backs.

Olympic Swimming Trials

Big week here in Indy with the Olympic swimming trials at Lucas Oil Stadium, which is obviously a little weird. The closest we came to attending was having dinner with some friends who were in town to attend and dropping them off at the gates before we headed home.

I highly suggest finding one of the videos showing how they built the pools inside a football stadium. Wild stuff, and roughly 20,000 people a night are coming in to watch.

It’s been a good week for the local swimmers, with several athletes who either went/go to high school in the Indy suburbs, or attend(ed) IU or Notre Dame making the Olympic roster so far. I guess swimmers can come from anywhere, and the high school/club swim programs in Carmel are some of the absolute best in the world, but it is always weird to me that landlocked Indiana can crank out such high level swimmers.

The schedule for the week seems weird to me. Or at least the TV schedule. Some nights NBC showed swimming for an hour. Some nights two hours. I get that they have airtime to fill, and buzz to create for the Paris games. But seems like the trial meet used to be over a long weekend instead of stretched across a week.

Also I’m preemptively complaining about local NBC stations sending reporters to the Olympics. Absolutely zero need for it and their little puff pieces they file for the local news are terrible 99% of the time.


  1. Mays, Babe Ruth, Hank Aaron, Barry Bonds in some order. Your mileage may vary on Bonds.  ↩

Weekend Sports Notes

Jayhawk Talk

A large game in Waco Saturday. KU looked fantastic for the first 15 minutes against Baylor, then, other than a brief spurt in the second half, pretty pedestrian.

I was as low-key about this game as any late-season, Big 12 contender matchup in years. I listen to three different KU-focused podcasts and all of them insisted last week that Baylor was a great matchup for KU. I think that was putting too much into the teams’ first matchup, which was as dominant as KU has looked all year. That sentiment must have gotten into my head, though, because I didn’t have the usual nervousness going into this game.

I also thought all the pressure was on Baylor because of that first game and the margin between the teams. If KU lost they would still be in first place. Texas Tech losing to TCU earlier took some more pressure off.

For awhile it looked like that was all true. KU looked great early, hit their usual lull before halftime, and struggled to match Baylor’s adjustments through the second half. Or at least that’s what the general narrative of the game is.

In truth, KU missed a ton of open shots. Especially Ochai Agbaji, who despite scoring 27, missed a handful of, for him, relatively easy shots. Jalen Wilson was back to December Jalen Wilson. The bench was non-existent, although Remy Martin did score five, balanced by his typical terrible defense.

I’m not throwing those details out there to diminish Baylor’s performance or poo-poo the loss. It’s just to say I wasn’t all that worked up about it. It’s not like Baylor made KU look silly, like KU pissed it away as they had the game in Austin a few weeks back, etc. KU lost to a really good team on the road while having their worst offensive game, efficiency wise, in some time. Not a loss to lose sleep over.

Of course it helped pretty much everyone else in the Top 10 dropped a game last week.

It’s almost March. I’m more concerned with how the team is playing than the result. KU lost because the missed shots they normally hit and struggled to guard Baylor’s athletic bigs. That’s pretty much the blueprint for a KU loss this season.


Youth Hoops

L’s winter team had their final regular season game yesterday. As has been usual, they were missing four players and had to recruit a replacement from the C team just to have a sub.

Comparing scores, the team they played had lost by seven to the team we beat a week ago. So I was hoping for good things.

Not sure what went on in that other game, but our result showed why using playground logic is bad. We took a 2–0 lead, gave up an 13–0 run, and never got it under nine again, losing by 20. This team had good, little guards that could handle the ball and shoot 3’s. They had two big girls who looked awkward but could post and score, move their feet a little on D, and rebounded the hell out of the ball.

L scored eight and had three assists. She was aggressive but did not have the distance dialed-in on her jumpers and had a bunch of airballs. She also had her best, and smartest, play of the year. She had the ball at the top of the key and one of the big girls on her. She recognized the mismatch, got the girl leaning left, blew by her on the right and laid it in. A simple play, but a smart one. She hasn’t had the results she’s wanted, but I think her hoops IQ continues to improve. She’s been frustrated by this season. I keep telling her that things are going to get better, and more fun, once he AAU season begins.

Her AAU coach was in the building and watched the first half. He told me he was excited to have her and her St P’s buddy on his team. They start their practices tonight and are supposed to play in a shootout on Sunday, pending enough teams registering. Meanwhile the winter league team plays a tournament game tomorrow and a championship game on Saturday, should they win their first game. The “tournament” is kind of whack, but I’ll share more about that later.


Winter Olympics

I realized I never wrote anything about the Winter Olympics. Which should be like a mortal sin to the blogging gods: the Olympics have been one of my go-to content sources over the last 18 years.

It’s not that I didn’t watch. I did watch quite a bit in the first week, but tailed off significantly in the second week.

I guess it was fatigue from a third-straight Olympics being held with a 12–13 hour time difference and how that affects how us Americans can watch the events. There was the prime time evening window, which is probably way more convenient in the Pacific time zone than the Eastern. I don’t think I watched past 11:00 PM more than two nights. I often caught a few minutes of live events in the morning before I took L to school. That was pretty much it, though. And, as I said, in week two I lost some interest.

The lack of crowds sucked, especially since here in the States we’ve been back to full crowds for quite a while.

There was also the fact they were holding the Winter Olympics in an area that gets like 10 inches of snow a year. The starkness of the ski slopes covered in artificial snow while all the surrounding hills were a dull brown kind of cut into the vibe you want from the winter games. Naturally there was a nasty snow/wind storm that affected some of the ski events. Those were the sports gods letting the IOC know you need to stop chasing Chinese money and put the games where they belong. Seriously, I think the Winter Olympics should always be in the Alps, Scandinavia, or Canada. Fuck China. And fuck Russia, too, while we’re at it.

I laughed out loud at the ski broadcasters discussing how the snow in these games was so different than what the competitors were used to skiing on in Europe. One of them said the snow was “very sensitive.” Snowflakes on two levels!

Once again I found I enjoyed the newer events that grew out of the X-Games more than anything. The halfpipe snowboard events, especially, are crazy fun to watch. Ayumu Hirano winning the men’s gold was an insanely impressive performance, even with the judges trying to screw him. I loved the analyst getting noticeably pissed as the judges refused to reward runs that included elements that had never been done in competition before.

Also fun to hear the cross country analyst again, who screamed like someone is dying anytime there was a close race.

I suppose my favorite thing about the games was Instagram stalking the competitors. I spent too much time looking at Swiss skier Lara Gut-Behrami’s page. Please don’t tell my wife.


Baseball

Rob Manfred and the owners suck. For the first time in at least 15 years I turned off auto-renewal for my MLB subscription. I doubt losing my $120 will bring them to their senses, but I also don’t feel obligated to sign back up right away when an agreement is reached. There are a lot of problems with baseball, and the owners seem intent on making every one of those issues worse while adding more to the pile.

Olympics Wrap Up

Another Summer Olympic Games have passed. These were…fine, I guess. OK, that’s harsh. They certainly weren’t terrible. But they also do not measure up to other recent games. And the constant reminders of how the Covid pandemic is getting worse rather than better was a huge bummer. I remain worried that over the next few weeks we will see spikes all over the world from athletes and the folks around them gathering in Tokyo. I hope I’m wrong.

Week two was not as interesting for me as week one was. There were some great individual moments. But that swimming week is just more exciting and has more of its excitement contained in a US prime time friendly window.


The highlight of the week, for me, was the excellently nicknamed A Team of April Ross and Alix Klineman winning the gold in the women’s beach volleyball tournament. Their knock-out matches were always, conveniently, in the prime time window, so it was easy to watch them march to the gold.

However, NBC totally botched the gold medal match. I appreciate that beach volleyball is a difficult sport to show live because it has few lengthy breaks to squeeze commercials into. And I know NBC has to sell/show ads. But the marque event of that night was constantly interrupted by ads. It didn’t help that the A Team was demolishing their Australian opponents rather quickly. It felt like somewhere between a quarter and a third of the match was shown in side-by-side coverage with commercials. These matches usually wrap up in under an hour. I don’t know why NBC couldn’t tweak their ad load for the night to ensure there were minimal commercial interruptions.

Speaking of volleyball, I had no idea the US women’s indoor team was so good. In fact, I only heard that they won their first-ever gold medal after the fact. Some of that is on me, as I’m sure NBC mentioned the team in the midst of other events and I just missed those comments. And it seems like they often played in our overnight hours. But we sure weren’t reminded of their run as much as the beach players’ run, or the basketball or soccer teams’ runs.

That made me realize I miss the big, fat Sports Illustrated preview that used to arrive before the games. It was always filled with features of athletes and profiles of the host country and new sports. There were predictions for every event, which always blew my mind a little bit, as I thought one person picked them all. It was great to keep next to you as you watched so you could know what Americans/American teams were expected to be good and when they would compete.

It also be cool if we still had good, daily newspapers that had extensive Olympic coverage with detailed results and schedules of what was to come.

Obviously I’m super old if I can’t keep up with things outside my immediate interests without some kind of physical, old-school media guiding me.

How about Karch Kiraly adding a gold medal as a coach to go with the three golds he earned as a player?


Good on the US women’s soccer team for shaking off their games-long doldrums and defeating Australia 4–3 for the bronze. That very much felt like a last moment of glory for a healthy chunk of that squad. Time for the next class of legends to roll into the roster.


Also props to the men’s and women’s basketball teams. I’m glad the men got over the shock of their meltdown against France in their opener quicker than us watching did. It’s always good to have Kevin Durant on your side. He’s amazing, in a lot of ways.

I watched the first half of the women’s gold medal game and was laughing constantly. The huge Americans were tossing away pretty much every inside shot by Japan, just as I do with L’s shots when we play. Congrats to the Japanese for sticking to their game plan, knocking down a bunch of threes, and staying reasonably close.


I know I’m not the only one who, each night, checks the Instagram accounts of multiple athletes who I just discovered moments earlier, right? It’s a very useful tool to get to know these people better.


I complained last week about NBC using a British announcer for track and field. One evening I watched the USA Network coverage of T&F and they also had a British announcer. This guy was a classic Brit in that he could not pronounce any Spanish language name properly. Seriously, there’s something in the genes of the British that prevents them from ever pronouncing a Spanish word properly.

He mangled several other foreign names horribly, but did not seem to care. I literally laughed out loud when he just skipped over Odile Ahouanwanou’s name, calling her by her first name, or “The athlete from Benin,” each time he referenced her. He wasn’t about to read a pronunciation guide and get tongue-tied on national TV. It was equally offensive and hilarious.

I mean, I get it, that’s a hard-ass name if you aren’t from Benin. But maybe practice it a few times if you know you’re going to cover her and give her the same respect you give her opponents.

Speaking of “the athlete from Benin,” I noticed a lot more African athletes contending for medals than I can ever recall. I would assume this is because training and support systems are getting stronger in those countries. Seemed like a lot of them are coming to the States for college, too. I’ve been complaining about Jamaica for 17 years. Might sub-Saharan Africa be a bigger long-term threat to our sprints dominance than Jamaica?

I was shocked to learn that Dan O’Brien didn’t still hold the world record in the decathlon. To be fair I don’t think I’ve paid attention to the decathlon since 1996.

One of the great images of the games was after the heptathlon and decathlon athletes had run their final races and joined together to walk down the length of the track, waving to the cameras and the few people in the stands. It was cool to see the women hang around to congratulate the men on their successes, and then the two groups exit as one, savoring their final moments in the Olympic stadium.

I assume there was probably some big, world-class-athlete orgy immediately after, right?

Another favorite image from track and field: the robotic truck that returned the hammer, discus, and shot put back to the competitors. That was awesome. I loved seeing it zip around the infield while there was a race on the track.

Another frustrating aspect of track coverage was how NBC would combine live coverage with events that had been recorded over 12 hours earlier. It was generally obvious what was what – the prerecorded material often took place under stadium lights while the live stuff was in the Tokyo morning sun – but still abrupt and awkward. It was weird to watch a live heat in an event, a prerecorded final that I already knew the result of, then another live heat. Oh well, it’s tough to broadcast with a 13-hour time difference.

Big time props to Allyson Felix on an amazing career. Wrapping it up with a gold in a truly staggering 4×400 relay win was a terrific topper. That relay was siiiiiick. Felix was the slowest woman on the American squad by far, and she’s won more track medals than anyone ever! Watching Athing Mu blow out the anchor leg was awe-inspiring. I wonder if Mu or Sydney McGlaughlin will be blog material as long as Felix was?


It was great to see the Geico Tag Team commercial reappear!

On the other hand, I know I wasn’t the only person completely sick of the Toyota ad with the Paralympian who was adopted from Siberia. I swear that was in every single prime time commercial break. And it’s not even new, it has been bumming me out for awhile. Even S looked up from her charting one night and said, “Not this ad again!”


Saturday evening L and I were watching the women’s basketball pregame show, and when the announcer mentioned that the games were coming to an end, she said that made her sad. I kind of laughed at her, because she didn’t watch a ton of the games. She more popped in-and-out the way she does with all sports. But I was glad a little of her dad’s love of the Olympics is in her.


Tweets of the games

I’ve never tried to embed Tweets before. I probably should learn how to do that. We’ll see if this works. Regardless, here are some of my favorite Olympics-related Tweets of the past two weeks.

Million-dollar idea I can’t believe NBC has thought of on their own, unless they’ve thought of it and shot it down for some dumb reason.

This is awesome.

Damn, shit just got real! And a-fucking-men.

Evergreen Summer Olympics Tweet.

Just brilliant analysis from Snoop.

Let’s do it again in six months in, checks notes, China. Fuck. Third-straight games in Asia, in the country where the Covid pandemic started, and during what could be that absolute worst time of the Delta (or whatever the strongest variant at that point is) winter. I’m sure everything will be just fine.

Olympics Notebook, Part 2

The first, and best, week of the Olympics is in the books. I say best because the swimming week tends to be better than the track week, which has fewer glamor events. And it also appears the US might suck at track. Puerto Rican medals are technically ours, right?


Saturday night I went back and read some of my Olympic posts from 2004, 2008, 2012, and 2016. They’re pretty good! You should dig through the archives and read them too! A recurring them in most of those entries is how we need to invade Jamaica to stop them embarrassing us in track. Still true.


Speaking of travesties, can we not find an American to do the track play-by-play and analysis?


I was glad Caeleb Dressel lived up to all the hype he entered the games with. That’s a lot of weight for one person to carry, especially when you’re expected to fill the role of Michael Phelps. Good on him for not cracking. He was fun to watch.

It was mega-awkward, though, when NBC brought up the feed of his family after he won the 100 free. There was clearly some glitchy-ness in the feed, Dressel was super-emotional, and there were lots of uncomfortable pauses. It nearly ruined a wonderful moment.

Finally, it’s freaking 2021. How can NBC, Microsoft, and whoever else is responsible not get better connections when they show athletes’ families watching them back home? They always look like terrible, grainy feeds we could have gotten back in 2008.

I did get a little bored with all the features on Dressel NBC kept rolling out. I get how they need to get the viewing public, which does not pay attention to any of the non-NBA athletes between Olympics, invested in these swimmers, gymnasts, runners, etc. But their fluffing of Dressel was a little much.

I believe it was Dan Hicks who called Michael Andrew the Bryson DeChambeau of swimming. I don’t know if he meant that as a compliment or putdown. I was pulling for him since he grew up swimming in a backyard pool in Lawrence, KS. I also felt sorry for him that his parents don’t have enough faith in the way that they raised him to think he couldn’t resist the “temptations” of college, as they put it, and did not allow him to go to Texas or Cal or some other college swimming power.

I haven’t seen them all but the videos of Rowdy Gaines while he broadcasts a close race are awesome. He’s kind of the perfect announcer. He knows his sport intimately and has gold medals of his own. He a little wacky. He’s a huge homer but loves a great performance from non-Americans. He’s just a joy to listen to.

The swimming relays were almost uniformly awesome. So many close finishes. It was weird for the US to be an underdog so often.

On August 31, 2004 I wrote that Australia was my biggest concern for slicing into the American medal numbers. That was kind of a great jinx because while still good, the Aussies have fallen off in swimming a bit since then. Until this year, that is. Their women sure roared back, led by Emma McKeon, who is a badass.


The US-Netherlands women’s soccer game Friday kind of messed up my entire day. The game had just started when I turned the TV on and then I couldn’t move until it was over, with the US winning 4–2 on penalties.

What a game! The Netherlands looked better the entire game, aside from a four minute stretch when they gave up two goals. The US, on the other hand, looked old, slow, and disjointed. They couldn’t string passes together. They couldn’t maintain possession. They made bad turnovers. For all their legendary firepower up front, none of their attacking players could find good looks.

Then Alyssa Naeher saved a Dutch penalty kick deep into the second half and that seemed to give her teammates new life. They were the better team in extra time, having two goals disallowed because of offsides calls. Naeher saved two of the first three Dutch PKs and the US was perfect, going through to the semis. Terrific drama!

I guess all that magic was gone early Monday morning (In the US), as the Americans lost to Canada 1–0. Not sure why a US-Canada semifinal was played at 4:00 AM Eastern time.


NBC has made a lot of strange programming choices. I don’t know if there was a stranger one that how they covered the US-Israel baseball game Friday. I just happened to leave it on as I was doing other things, not really paying attention. The game was recorded earlier, so you would expect some “jumping ahead for time purposes,” right?

So they showed the first two innings, which were scoreless, then went to commercial.

When they came back from the break, instead of starting the third inning, they showed highlights of what happened in the next four innings, including five runs being scored, before picking up action in the 7th inning.

How on earth do you show 30–40 minutes of a 0–0 game and then just throw highlights of all the good shit? Makes no sense.


ROC is dumb. Just call them Russia. That’s where they’re from. Everyone assumes they’re cheaters, it’s not like that is being hidden. We can dispense with the semantical theater.


“You serve too many lollipops, you’re going to get licked.” So says volleyball analyst Kevin Wong. S gave me a look after he said that and asked, “What the fuck is he talking about?”


Speaking of looks, she was getting frustrated by the shots of the male runners in their tight shorts before their heats. “Do we really need to see all their man junk?” NBC must think we do, my dear. I do agree perhaps some padding could be useful so we don’t see quite so many details of these runner’s privates.

Olympics Notebook, Part One

Not much has been going on the past few days. M turned 17 over the weekend. I read a terrific book in a single day. We went out on a boat with some friends. Ted Lasso returned. The Big 12 may be kaput.

Oh, and the Olympics started.

Thus it is time to bring back a time-honored recurring feature here on the blog: the Olympics Notebook!

Before we get to my observations and thoughts, a confession: I did not begin these games with my traditional strong interest. I’ve been loving the Olympics since 1980, and always get excited for them, especially the summer games. But with everything that’s going on in the world at the moment, I’m not convinced that having these games is the best idea. It feels like a super spreader event waiting to happen, a moment when the Delta and maybe the next variant will be shared over two weeks then taken back to all corners of the globe. No matter what athletic triumphs occur, might we look back in a year or two and think, “Yeah, that was a total disaster,”?

Hosting also seems like a lot to ask of the Japanese public, who will have to deal with whatever viral soup is left in their country when the athletes depart.

And the events, which are so often emotional and boisterous, come across as sterile without the stands filled with crowds of fans. Especially when a Japanese team or athlete does well and can only celebrate with their coaches/teammates. Those moments need stands filled with Japanese partisans roaring down their joyous approval.

Because of that, I totally skipped the opening ceremonies. That was the night I was reading a very good book which seemed like a better use of my time.

Fortunately I found my Olympic Spirit and have been watching a lot of coverage in the hours when we’ve been home and haven’t had guests over.


The Shocker

There was a clear A1 story for us US viewers…until Tuesday morning when the Simone Biles stuff hit. I’m never into gymnastics and doubted I would have watched much even if Biles had not dropped out. So no real change there, other than me trying to avoid what instantly became a political/value argument between people who likely have very little interest in gymnastics. Because it’s America in 2021 and that’s what we do: rush to diametrically opposed positions on any subject that comes up for debate.

Since I don’t follow gymnastics I wasn’t aware of the signs of strain she had been showing recently. I didn’t know when asked, just before the pandemic began, where she saw herself in 2021 she responded, “Retired.” I didn’t know about the physical injuries she had competed with. I didn’t remember she had taken an active role in the USA Gymnastics sex abuse scandal. I just assumed because I heard she won another national/world title every year or so that she was invincible and would roll to a bevy of golds in Tokyo. Even trying to dodge gymnastics coverage Tuesday, I still caught her vault runs that looked nothing like what the greatest gymnast ever should be doing. Something was clearly very wrong. I hope she’s ok.


The Other Shocker

OK, before that the clear story of the games for Americans was Lydia Jacoby’s upset win in the 100 breaststroke Monday night. Rowdy Gaines and Dan Hicks barely gave her any attention at the beginning of the race, instead focusing on defending Olympic champion Lilly King and the woman who had edged King out in the semifinal heat, South Africa’s Tatjana Schoenmaker. Which made sense since the race was all about those two for the first 75 meters or so, until Jacoby eased by them and held on to win Gold.

It was a fabulous moment, made apparent by the utter shock from Gaines. He is never at a loss for words and was momentarily speechless. Jacoby’s reaction matched, as there was a flicker of disbelief when she saw the results before it registered.

That alone would have made it a great moment, one worth repeating. Then came the shot of students watching at Jacoby’s high school in Seward, Alaska. Kids jumping up and down in nervous excitement as she neared the finish, then losing their minds when she touched the wall. This was a genuine, in-the-moment reaction that felt even better because so few events are authentic anymore. I don’t think any of us who witnessed it live will ever forget.


Hoops

Jeez, the US men kind of suck. We couldn’t get a 3×3 team qualified, and now our regular team, filled with NBA superstars, gives up a 14–0 run late and loses to France in their opening game. It’s almost like you can’t just throw a bunch of dudes together for a couple weeks and expect to win anymore. Thank goodness Iran was next on the schedule so we could pummel them appropriately and give the impression that all is well.

The world has definitely caught up with us, and when those other national teams stick together over time, there is no margin for error for Team USA. I say we need a clear alpha and build around him, instead of putting a Super Team out there and hoping talent carries the day.

It is a huge bummer we don’t have a men’s 3×3 team, because that sport is awesome! Fast-paced, you have to be able to play both ways, and you can never relax because a made layup can turn into a 2-pointer for your opponent if you don’t immediately pick up someone on D. Love the dueling end points of both score and clock. I’ve mostly watched the women’s side, and it seems to be a better game. The men’s game seems dominated by brutes who beat each other up physically where the women’s game, while certainly physical, is more free-flowing.

Good on the US women for taking the gold medal contest Wednesday morning (US time).

Also dope for Latvia to win the men’s gold medal on a 2-pointer.


Random Notes

Hey, Phil Dalhausser is still around!

Isn’t it crazy how even though it’s the first Olympics without Michael Phelps in 25 years, he’s still everywhere? Doing coverage for NBC. Central and part of at least two ad campaigns. Tough luck for people who were sick of the greatest Olympian of all time.

I always laugh when local NBC stations suddenly take great interest in the weather in the host Olympic city. Our affiliate often leads off the weather segments with the current conditions and forecast for Tokyo before they get to our weather. It helps that it’s been hot and boring here for a couple weeks.

They couldn’t find a softball diamond to play softball on? Surely somewhere in Tokyo there’s a decent one. The Japanese won the gold medal, for crying out loud! Looked both odd and disrespectful to play it on a baseball field where you had to slide on turf if there was a close play at second.

How the fuck is Great Britain beating the US and Australia in men’s swimming? In freestyle, no less. Madness.

Katie Ledecky seems like a pretty great person. She looked genuinely happy for Ariarne Titmus after losing to her in the 400 free. She seemed as excited for teammate Erica Sullivan winning the silver as she was for her own gold in the 1500.

Titmus. T-I-T-M-U-S. Titmus, honest to God. If you know, you know.[1]

Not a fan of bringing in Steve Kornacki to crunch Olympics numbers. It’s just not as weighty as figuring out how much of the vote is still out in suburban Philadelphia.


  1. I tried to link to a video that explains that reference, but I couldn’t get it to work in three different browsers so I gave up.  ↩

Miracle

I’m a failure as a blogger. Somehow I let the 40th anniversary of The Miracle on Ice pass without writing or sharing anything about it. Seriously, the biggest sports moment in the first 10–15 years of my life, and the event against which I have compared all other sports, and I don’t share a word? Weak.

Here are two pieces I consumed the weekend of the anniversary.

First is E.M. Swift’s Sports Illustrated piece for the 1980 Sportsmen of the Year issue. It is a terrific summary of not just what happened, but with the added depth of looking back 10 months later.

A Reminder Of What We Can Be: The 1980 U.S. Olympic Hockey Team

Second is this brilliant review of the team’s run from ABC Sports. I’m guessing this was shown the final night of the Olympics, before the closing ceremonies. I love the low-tech graphics and cheesy music. Al Michaels acting like a goofy kid in the studio recap is great. And Jim McKay having a tear in his eye as they looked back is wonderful too.

Herb Brooks fleeing to the locker room as quickly as he could after the wins over the Soviet Union and Finland always gets to me, especially knowing now what we know about him. A man who was driven as few other coaches has been and he couldn’t bring himself to celebrate in public when his team achieved the unthinkable.

Winter Olympics Notebook

I feel bad. As a loyal Olympics viewer and long-time blogger, I’ve shirked my responsibilities waiting until after this year’s Winter Olympics wrapped up to share any thoughts. Yeah, we were watching the games pretty much every evening. But with the oddness of this year’s time difference, there was usually one thing on a night that I was interested in.

I think this could be a problem going forward, as this is the first of three-straight Olympics to be hosted in Asia. The 2020 summer games in Japan will manage, because there are a lot more sports involved and NBC can stack events up much better for prime time. But the 2022 winter games in Beijing will suffer from the same issues this year’s games suffered from. Especially if bad weather pushes events out of the prime viewing hours in the US. If NBC has three sports to fill prime time, and one or more get delayed/postponed because of weather, folks start switching over to the Food Network or ESPN. I think it was a massive mistake to hold three consecutive games in Asia. That continent might have a bigger potential TV audience, but the American market still rules for TV revenue. Putting three-straight games in the absolute worst part of the world for live TV in US prime time is just dumb.

But no one ever accused the International Olympic Committee of making rational decisions.

Just another reason to limit the games to a handful of sites they rotate through on a regular basis so only every third or fourth games is opposite of the US, the biggest revenue producing TV audience.

The time difference caused another annoyance for me. The middle weekend of the games, when they are at their busiest point, is always a great time to be a casual viewer. You can usually count on spending parts of your Saturday and Sunday glued to the couch watching sports you won’t watch for another four years. But afternoons in the US are early mornings in Korea, so NBC either showed nothing or events that were over 12 hours old and you already knew the results for. There was no compelling reason for me to stay in front of the TV once I had logged my college basketball time for the day.


OK, enough complaints. Here are some half-assed bullet points I jotted down over the course of the last two weeks.

  • I’m sure I wonder this every four years, but why isn’t the US better at biathlon? Who loves guns more than us? The NRA should be embarrassed it can’t produce some bullseye hittin’ ‘Mericans who can keep those godless socialists from Scandinavia and other pussy European countries from always winning all the biathlon medals.
  • I never checked his name, but that freaking cross country analyst was the best announcer of the game. He screamed at the top of his lungs on every close finish. He had the call of the games on Jessie Diggins’ final push on her gold medal clinching leg of the team sprint: “HERE COMES DIGGINS!!!! YES!!!! YES!!!! YESSSSSSS!!!!!!!” Her performance was awesome, but was also enhanced by that screaming.
  • The rather unfortunate counter to that dude was Bode Miller. I don’t want to pile on too much, because the piling on has been endless for the past two weeks. And I actually found some of Miller’s insights to be very good. But there’s no doubt both his monotone delivery and his dismissal of so much of what he saw was troublesome. Skiing is always my favorite part of the winter games, and my enjoyment of it was impacted a ton by Miller, by the odd scheduling, and by NBC’s decision to cut away when the results were still in doubt in order to get figure skating in front of the prime time audience.
  • Ya’ll know I’m not really down with figure skating. But I did watch some here and there, mostly just to get my dose of Tara and Johnny. They’re good stuff. On an early night of the games I pointed out Johnny to the girls and said, “Do you remember him? You weren’t sure about him four years ago.” L responded, “I’m still not sure about him!”
  • I’m not sure who the snow boarding announcer was, but I enjoyed how he had zero fear of dropping standard announcing cliches on that event: “Look up the word clutch and you’ll find a picture of David Wise!” Really? I wonder if there’s a sabermetric side of snowboarding where people are working hard to prove that clutch-ness does not exist.
  • So PyeongChang was supposedly the coldest location to ever host the Winter Olympics. Shame there was no snow. It was jarring to see the ski slopes, snowboard courses, and cross country trails covered in synthetic snow while the hills around them were all brown. I never heard whether this was normal for that area, whether they normally have plenty of snow but this year has been dry, or if this was part of what so many mountain recreation areas are seeing as the new normal as the climate changes. It was jarring to see footage from past Olympics, especially in Europe, where there was heavy snow falling during events and the countryside was always blanketed in white.
  • I understand why NHL players aren’t in the games anymore. But it seems weird that players from some of the other best pro leagues in the world where there. Much like I’ve argued that Olympic basketball should go to a U24 or U21 format, it may be time to do the same for men’s hockey.
  • But keep women’s hockey exactly as it is. The US and Canada remain the only two teams that really matter, and as long as we get them in the gold medal game every four years, we’re guaranteed a thrilling game. I had forgotten how the gold medal game ended four years ago, with Canada scoring twice in the final four minutes of regulation to tie it – and the US hitting the post on an open-goal chance that would have clinched it – before winning in overtime. This year’s gold medal match was even more exciting and sweet retribution for the Americans.
  • The Olympics didn’t feel right without either Bob Costas or Al Michaels managing most of the hosting duties. Mike Tirico has been boring me for 20 years, so I guess he’s the ideal safe choice to slide in as prime time host.
  • Norway! What the fuck, man? They just destroyed everybody. That’s one of the things I love about the winter games, small nations who are otherwise somewhat anonymous dominating the nations that sweep up all the medals in the summer games. All the Norwegian athletes I saw interviewed were awesome. And I loved all the immediate columns trying to figure out what about Norwegian society allowed them to win so many medals. Maybe it’s just a fluke, that a nation that is focused on winter sports and always has great skiers of all disciplines, cranked out a bunch of epic athletes at the same time, while other countries that also do well in skiing had one or two fewer elite athletes than normal. Maybe it was dumb luck. Or maybe it is because they don’t keep score in youth leagues over there.
  • Two favorite press conferences of the games were by Ester Ledecka, the shock winner of the women’s Super G, and Sofia Goggia, who won the downhill. Ledecka refused to remove her helmet and goggles for her mandatory press conference. Asked why, she responded, “I didn’t think I would win, so I don’t got no makeup on.” And Goggia, when asked about her feelings as she watched Norway’s Ragnhid Mowinckel come down the hill with splits near her times said, “Oh, I shit my pants!” Honesty is fun.
  • Ragnhid Mowinckel is a dope-ass name.
  • At the risk of being called a dirty old man, yes, I did image searches for many of the female snowboarders and skiers. I’m not proud.

That’s all for these games. Looking forward to 2026 when, maybe, the games will be in North America or Europe again and I can see a bigger chunk of the events live. I vote for Stockholm or Calgary.

Week One Olympics Notebook

What up, fools?!?! It’s that time! Time for an epic Olympic notebook unloading!

Not the most timely first edition this year, as I’m waiting nine full days into the games to get to this. So we’ll race through some of the things I jotted down 6–9 days ago that aren’t exactly fresh.

  • Opening Ceremonies. Watching these things with kids is kind of the best. Because Olympics opening ceremonies are always wacky, and lend themselves to tons of questions. Suffice it to say that our girls were pretty flummoxed by the Rio opening. Wasn’t a damn thing wrong with Gisele’s appearance, though. And whatever song she was bouncing along to when she was in the crowd might be the greatest song ever.

  • How many of you had “The Girl From Ipanema” stuck in your head for the first 3–4 days of the games? I did.

  • I approve of countries hosting the Olympics where the local spelling of United States puts our team in the first fifth of the alphabet for the parade of nations.

  • We missed a good chunk of the first weekend of the games when we were down in Bloomington. On Sunday, we took a walk along Lake Monroe and spent some time skipping rocks with the kids. Well, one thing lead to another, and soon my buddy and I were contemplating the possibility of rock skipping being an Olympic sport. Would you arrive with a sack of rocks and throw in rounds? Or skip as many as you could in a given time? Or would you have to search for good skippers before you could throw them? Could there be a two-man competition where one person searched out the skippers while another did the actual skipping? Would there be different competitions for different sizes of rocks? Are you scored on number of skips, distance, aesthetic quality of the overall skip, or a combination of all? As you can imagine we did a lot of mock announcing as we tried to blow our elbows out by attempting to skip to the opposite shore. Good times.

  • Lilly King! What a badass! If you’re going to talk the talk, you best be able to back it up. And she did so in spades. At only 19! I looked back at my notes and I covered King when she was a high school junior. She finished second in the breaststroke finals. She still managed to break the state record. When she was a senior, she famously was the only swimmer not from Carmel high school to win an individual event. That Carmel team was later named the greatest girls high school swim team of all time by a national swimming magazine. A couple girls from that team were expected to be on this year’s Olympic team. One narrowly missed out – by hundredths of seconds in two races – while another broke her hand a week before the US trials and didn’t even make finals in her events. But it was King from that Indiana high school class of 2015 who made it to Rio, and stamped her name all over the swim meet.

  • Russia is a wounded, unpredictable country right now. The world is a more dangerous place because of the way Vladimir Putin has steered his nation. But I’ll give him this: he’s made rooting against the Russians in sporting events fun again! When the Russians are drug-cheating, warmongers we all win! It’s like the 80s all over! I enjoyed the Russian swimmers getting soundly booed by the Brazilian fans.

  • How did Dutch cyclist Annemiek van Vleuten not die, or end up paralyzed, in her horrific accident?

  • Each Olympics I get sucked into watching a sport I’ve not watched often before. This games it’s been rugby. I’ve tried to watch rugby a few times in the past but could never figure the game out. Rugby 7s makes the game a lot easier to comprehend. Seven vs. seven, seven minute halves, one minute for halftime. The game flies. And the announcers did a great job explaining the rules. Loved every match I watched. Shame they crammed the tournament into the first week and it’s already over.

  • I also watched a lot of field hockey, too. It’s a good sport as well. But I must admit I prefer the women’s game. I’ll leave it at that.

  • “Ragazzi! Si, io sono Marco Polo. Sono qui!”

  • Beach volleyball never, ever sucks. Men or women, I will always watch if a match is on. I miss my rec volleyball days. I wish I still had my t-shirt from when my team won a 4-on–4 tournament back in 2001 or so. I think if I tried to play today, my back, glutes, and hamstrings would all explode the first time I tried to block someone. Getting old sucks, kids.

  • Every time Ryan Seacrest appears on my screen I get pissed off. He almost ruined the Rogue One trailer by introducing it. I accidentally came across the replay of his late night show one morning. He was wearing suede boots that I swear my wife has, too. Come on, man.

  • The Michael Phelps experience has been pretty solid. I had to kind of laugh at how much the expectations were being managed for him this year. “Well, he didn’t swim for a couple years. He’s 31. I don’t know if he’s still got it.” And then he ends up being the same dominant force he’s always been. What else can you say at this point? He’s clearly the greatest swimmer ever, by any measure, and a top five Olympian of all time. He’s been a lot of fun to watch over the past 16 years.

  • At least we’ll have Katie Ledecky for a few more games. Phelps did incredible things, and was way more versatile than Ledecky is. But he never destroyed a field the way she did in the 800 free final.

  • The whole swim meet was a lot of fun. Since our girls have done three summers of swim team, they took a much bigger interest in it compared to the London games. M especially wanted to watch every race and asked me about the history of certain swimmers or races. They picked a good year to get interested. There didn’t seem to be as many tight, heart-stopping races as in past Olympics, but the US still dominated. That’s a good lesson for them: the US should always win.

  • The only downside of the swimming coverage the girls did not appreciate Rowdy Gaines nearly as much as I do. C would make fun of him, "He was literally yelling ‘WATCH HOW SHE STRETCHES OUT AT THE FINISH HERE’. Why does he have to yell like that?” Because he’s awesome, that’s why.

  • With the girls starting school on Thursday, we bumped bedtimes back last week. So the girls missed both Simone Manuel winning the first gold medal for an African-American, woman swimmer in the 100 free, and then her emotional reaction. I loved both her surprise in the pool, and then the moment when her teammates greeted her back in the staging room. That was the best, and most emotional, moment of the games for me.

  • I think Nathan Adrian was my favorite US swimmer other than King. That dude just looks like he’s out there having a great time, is thrilled to be a part of every race, appreciates the guys he’s swimming with and against, and enjoys talking to Michelle Tafoya after each race.

  • Speaking of Michelle Tafoya, I’m generally a fan. But she asked a lot of lazy questions. I know it’s hard to grab a bunch of gassed swimmers, who aren’t always excited to talk to you, for a week straight. But the “How does it feel…”, “What does it mean…” and, “I mean…” constructions she used so often to launch her queries drove me nuts.

  • Big fan of gymnastics being in the afternoon in Brazil. Which means NBC chops it up to lead its prime time coverage, and then close it out. Live swimming was generally from 8:30–10:00 last week, with gymnastics bookending it. I assume live track in that same slot this week. One night the second gymnastics slot didn’t start until 10:52 eastern. I’m totally down with that.

  • Not that I’m hating on gymnastics. At least not this year’s US women’s team, who are obviously all badasses. Especially Simone Biles and Aly Raisman. But I just don’t dig on gymnastics, that’s all.

  • I’ve watched parts of three of the US men’s basketball team’s games. These games have sucked to watch. I don’t know if it’s just a bad mix of players, not enough time together before the games, or an indictment of the current NBA game. But it’s just not fun to watch. A lot of standing around while Kyrie Irving pounds the ball. Way too many chucked 3’s. Almost no ball or player movement. Terrible defense. They are so much more talented than every other team, but those other teams are truly teams. They move the ball beautifully. They hustle. They try to play D. If/when the US loses, how quickly will Coach K fake some kind of illness so he doesn’t get blamed for the loss?

  • I love the irony of Walmart using Whitesnake’s “Here I Go Again” for a back to school commercial. Ironic because, as many of you know, it was only 20-some years ago that Walmart took t-shirts that said someday a woman might be president off their shelves because they didn’t fit the family image Walmart believed in. Which is utterly ridiculous no matter what your political perspective is. But in the ’20-teens, they’re down with using a song that makes everyone over 40 immediately think of Tawny Kitaen frolicking on a Jaguar.

  • I keep saying we need to freaking invade Jamaica since they’re kicking our asses on the track. Despite that, I love pretty much every Jamaican sprinter. Shelly-Ann Fraser-Pryce is just a delight to watch. She has the best smile. A little shy, slightly disbelieving of what she’s accomplished, but as warm and friendly as you could ever find.

  • I watched the mixed doubles tennis final Sunday because A) it was a dreary, rainy day here and B) the two men on the American teams were from Kansas City and Carmel, IN. I had some interest. Rajeev Ram, from Carmel, was playing with Venus Williams. During the match they flashed the comparative career highlights from Venus’ career vs. Serena’s. The one that blew me away was Venus was only ranked #1 in the world for 19 weeks in her entire career. Sure, Serena was always a little better than her. And there was Maria Sharapova, among others, who were good when Serena wasn’t on top. But just 19 weeks?!?! I figured she was #1 a lot long than that.

  • Ans Botha doesn’t get the gas face.

    Say what? Ans Botha is the 74-year-old, great-grandma who coaches South Africa’s Wayde Van Niekerk, who destroyed Michael Johnson’s 17-year-old world record in the 400 Sunday. That was an absolute stunner of a result. And for you late 80s hip-hop fans, you should remember 3rd Base’s legendary track “The Gas Face,” in which the group threw shade at all the folks they did not like. Including then prime minister and president of Apartheid era South Africa P.W. Botha. Late ‘80s hip-hop videos were the best.

  • Speaking of the best, Usain Bolt is just the best. In every way. Why couldn’t he be American?

That was week one. Hopefully week two is as interesting, fun, and entertaining.

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