I Like It Hot
To say that I love the Olympics is an understatement. Travel back in time to the Beijing Summer Olympics 2008 and watch me scream “YES!” as one of the Chinese gymnasts falls.
At the end of my summer as part of the staff for the Boston University Admissions Reception Center, I received the superlative, “Most likely to save the world with all his recycling, except the Chinese Olympics team.” I think that sums up my passion.
I get really intense when it comes to the Olympics. I have plenty of USA pride. Since it hides in the closet most of the time, it comes out more flamboyant than rainbows and butterflies. I may not wear red, white and blue out on the town, but my face does change from white to red to blue while watching Team USA compete in any competition.
Needless to say, I could not wait until the Vancouver Winter Olympics 2010. However, I forgot how less excited I feel while observing the events on the flat screen. Sure, I enjoy watching figure skating and speed skating; but, it does not elicit the same emotional response as when my eyes travel across the screen to follow the gymnasts, swimmers and runners. Even the opening ceremony bored me. I think it’s the cold.
I do have to admit I like the costumes of the male fig-gay, I mean, figure skaters. Some costumes seem Gaga inspired. She should feel proud. (Of course, I had to make a reference to her somehow.)
I also enjoyed the ad campaigns. Coke produced one of the cutest commercials. I would say it rivals every Super Bowl commercial. The concept was smart, clear and simple. I wish I could join the snow ball fight. Bravo, Coke.
I probably do not have a strong connection with the Winter Olympics because I work all day and have no time to watch. If only it was the summer when I have more free time…oh, wait. That’s going to change.
