Jerry Coyne has a sourpuss post up about his lack of enthusiasm for the Olympics:
This year, I can’t get energized at all. I watch the highlights on the evening news, but the revelation that Phelps has become the most decorated Olympian of all time leaves me cold. And I never watch the evening’s recaps.
I’m wondering if it’s just me, and I’ve simply lost interest, or whether the games themselves have become tepid and, as they get more “professional”—with fancy training, paid athletes, and the like—they’ve just gotten more boring. Reader opinion is welcome.
Well, I know for a fact that it’s not just him. But it certainly isn’t me, because I love the Olympics. I can’t get enough of them.
I especially like seeing all the obscure sports that you only get to see once every four years. I watched archery the other day. It was fascinating! I wish one of the commentators would have explained what all the doodads were on the bow. That hardware they were using was way more complicated than those simple bows we used in high school.
I’ve heard all the complaints. NBC has a stranglehold on the television coverage and isn’t presenting enough things live. Their human interest pieces are insipid. There are all sorts of drug and cheating scandals. It’s all about jingoism and flag-waving. It provides a stage on which despotic countries can look good. Blah blah blah. Don’t care.
I have the television on in the background as I write this. I just watched Kayla Harrison of the U. S. win the gold medal in judo. Judo! It was thrilling. And that’s what it comes down to. I like watching the best athletes in the world competing in exciting sports to which they have devoted so much of their lives.
So lighten up folks, and just take some satisfaction in seeing what the human body can be made to do.