The U.S. men's Olympic swim team scored an unbelievable victory in the 400 freestyle relay. Some are already dubbing the victory "one of the great comebacks in Olympic history."
I'm sure you'll see the replays for years to come.
Still, not to continue my bah humbug ways, but I'm on pins and needles waiting to hear if any of the athletes test positive for some kind of performance enhancers. If it doesn't come out during the Olympics, since the testing technology is clearly behind the curve, will we find out years later?
Will the joy of victory felt today be proved empty by some future admission or discovery? I have to admit, I'm jaded about sports today. It stinks. I wish I could enjoy the Olympics with no suspicions. I envy those who are soaking in the games with great delight. When Mark McGwire "broke" Roger Maris' home run record, I remember actually shedding a tear. When it became pretty clear McGwire was a juicer, I felt pretty foolish being so happy for such a "feat". More recently in the Roger Clemens debacle I again wanted to believe the best, however it is clear the worst is most likely the case. So much for the thrills I experienced watching the "Rocket" pitch memorable games in pinstripes. The Olympics are even more difficult to discern. So many individual athletes with their own coaches and sponsorships. The margin of victory for many Olympic sports is determined by hundredths of seconds instead of goals or baskets. Tons of pressure and money on the line for amateurs trying to justify there life long training regiments. The Marion Jones revelation was another case of great national pride watching her win all those medals back in Sydney only to find out we'd been fooled...again. The list goes on.
Being a sports fan today and experiencing the exhilaration of your favorite team or individuals great play or victory, then finding out later it was accomplished by cheating is a terrible feeling. It reminds me of the poor souls in the Matrix movies. They thought they were living real lives experiencing actual emotions and senses. In reality, it was all a big facade. They were nothing more than manipulated puppets given illusions and dreams to keep them alive so that others could profit from them.
Man do I hope Phelps and co. are clean. I have to admit, I'm leery.