Swimming in Olympia
Yesterday was the day that reminded me one thing, so much can happen in one minute. There was this girl, and she did a thing in a swimming pool. Why not? Good place as any! It took her a bit more than one minute and everyone cheered. I did a thing or two in a swimming pool in my day too, but it took me half a minute just to get in and I was politely asked to leave. With that said I have to confess, speed and competition makes me all confused, unless, of course, I’m in a way of danger or I’m a bit drunk. That’s why all The Olympics thing to me is a big thing of things, confusion and something else and quite a bit of something else. I do watch it, thought, but as one of the many lazy bastards who has no clue what is happening there. I guess they call it national pride.
Yes, national pride and that I’m one of those lazy bastards who prefers others to break their bones, tear and pull muscles, sweat, yell and beat each other senseless for my entertainment even when I don’t understand the slightest of what is going on. However, lack of such knowledge never stopped me from yelling: “That was pretty something you did there!” “Show them whatever is that you are showing!” “Ugh… this thing you did is ugh… I’m so and so…” “Yeah!!! In your face! In your face!” It all sounds better in a crowd, of course. And then came Ruta Meilutyte and did a thing in a swimming pool.
And good thing she did. Suddenly a girl who we Lithuanians barely knew a second ago became a media darling in an event such as The Olympics. This is huge and this is what makes the event so much more likable, human and lets face it a bit of a tearjerker. Suddenly, all teary-eyed, I’m proud of a 15-year-old girl, who did a thing in a swimming pool, and whom I know nothing about, and the country we are both from. One minute does make things go boom. Especially then all what happens happens pretty much out of the blue. Who could have thought?
I love this, this unexpected and unpredictable twist. Meilutyte did a thing in her first Olympics and the jaws dropped. Mine definitely did, because whenever I think about The Olympics I have this vision of a bunch of super humans, dream teams and genetic wonders. All followed by an army of doctors, coaches, nutrition specialists, scientists and mathematicians. With labs, wind tunnels, measuring equipment and spare parts. With budgets and endorsements heavier than any of them can lift. How real is all that? I have no clue. But lets face it, the fastest man from a billion, I just had another vision, should be pretty damn fast and that can be said about everything. And then there was teenage Meilutyte. How brilliant is that? I’m stoked, happy and proud!
Crying with your first gold medal in hand? Definitely cool! And you know what? I cried too! What a tearjerker yesterday was!
Smooth Yeti
