Amazingly enough - to me, at least, because ever since the US went "All-Pro" in the Olympics I've thought the only thing that could get me interested in them was another terrorist attack a la
Munich 1972 - I've actually been watching the 2012 Summer Games.
(side note - as usual, I would like to execute the production staff to the last... ...who decides on these shit-ass camera placements ???)
So, yeah... ...I watched the weird-ass, drug-trippy opening ceremony - on & off at least - all the while wanting to strangle with piano wire the prattling commentators babbling away so I couldn't hear the music (they should have used "pop-up video" comments & had the talking heads shut the fuck up if you ask me), and burn alive the guy directing all the close-up shots of people in costume instead of focusing on the big picture shots, and wanting to bash Kenneth Brannagh's head in with a log maul.
I guess it was OK.
Then I caught a "home town hero" kid from Elma, NY - which I could walk to in literally five minutes from where I am sitting at this very second, so close to it's border does RT rest - crap out and lose the Archery gold medal for the US team. To the goddam Italians, for fuck's sake.
This was also an event with the stupidest-ass camera coverage I've seen in a while. I mean - I guess I can understand them wanting to show a view of the archer's face as they concentrate on aiming, but if you ask me, whatever sub-simian buffoon decided not to show the actual shots from an over-the-shoulder view so you could see how the arrow flew should have their reproductive organs burned out with liquid nitrogen so they never have the opportunity to breed and possibly pass on their tendedncy to formulate stupid ideas.
Watched a women's soccer game between Japan & Canada, in which the major issue stated by the commentators was thet the poor Jappylandic team was comprised of players of such wee physical stature that they were considered the underdogs of the competition...
Well, they managed to beat the back-bacon & beer fed Canuckistanian heffers 2-1, looking like some kind of otherworldly, super-agile elves or some damn thing in the process. Maybe they all learned some manner of martial arts or some damn thing.
Saw a women's ping pong game between a Slovak or Serbian - some damn country that should still be part of the Austro-Hungarian Empire - woman vs a young Chinese gal... ...what the Hell is up with the way they hold the ball in their palms right up in front of their faces like they're saying a silent prayer to it before they serve it ?
My theory is: exposure to toxins in the plastic the damn things are made of.
I noticed what's his ass Phelps seems to be getting his ass eclipsed as All-God High Bozotsky by some other dude... ...Lockey, or Rocky, or Lochney... ...Loch Ness...?
Some damn friggin' thing. Hadda Hell can I remember this kinda crap ?
Saw part of a couple bicycle races... ...why don't they give these people something like... ...I dunno - horse racing jockey's riding crops, or a length of real thick wire to belt each other with while they're peddling away in a big traffic jam ? Or maybe a quiver of long sticks carried over their shoulders, which they would try to jam into the spokes of their opponents' bicycle tires... ...some damn thing.
Plus, if I was in one of these races, I would put up with carrying the couple or 5 extra pounds involved in toting a 44 magnum along to blow a hole in these sons of bitches on motorcycles buzzing around the bike race with video cameras for the TV coverage.
I say fuck 'em.
Anyway... ...to the particular event referred to in the title of this post - This morning, I watched a women's tennis match between Julia Georges of Germany & Agnieszka Radwanska of Poland. Normally, I would rather attempt to amputate one of my own limbs after allowing it to be mauled by an angry bear than sit through one of these contests, not the least of which is because the participants are usually given to a particular manner of yowling upon striking the ball which they apparently imagine imparts additional moentum to it - or some equally deranged notion... ...who can tell to what depths the human mind might descend in its manifold dementias ?
There is, of course, the compunding factor that - well, it's tennis
for fuck's sake. And not like when the Blancmanges won Wimbledon**, either.
Still - perhaps motivated by the stirrings of ancestral pride in the old homeland, the potential satisfaction at seeing a member of the fell Germanic race of organic automatons being defeated & humiliated - especially by somebody from the Old Country they once tried to erase from the face of the Earth, the fact that neither one uttered so much as a peep whilst bashing away at the ball... ..or just 'cos it was 2 babes in short skirts, I ended up watching it - only to be disappointed as the Teutonic temptress triumphed after a close-fought match.
Whaddaya gonna do ?