Thursday, August 16, 2012
Close to Nowhere
What am I watching?
I’m having withdrawal — from the Olympics. And it’s hard to deal with!
I am not what you’d call a typical sports fan. I love Memphis Tigers basketball and I always want the football team to win, even though that’s an iffy there. I like the Grizzlies, so I think that makes me a basketball fan.
I missed the basketball Olympics somehow though.
I did not miss the synchronized diving or swimming! I was surprised when I saw the synchronized diving. Never seen that before — actually never even heard of it.
It was cool to watch though. I love to watch the diving, especially from the really high dive (platform?).
I am afraid of heights — well, that might not be accurate. I am terrified of heights. A long time ago one of my eye doctors told me that my extreme fear of heights was a side effect of my vision problems. As I’ve gotten older and my vision has gotten worse, so has the fear of heights.
So, I watch the high diving with a kind of horrified fascination. And when I discovered synchronized high diving — well, there just aren’t words for it.
And silly me, I thought synchronized swimming had gone by the wayside many years ago.
I was totally dumbfounded Saturday morning as I was sitting at my sewing machine and realized I was watching synchronized swimming. Really!
Even worse, I was enjoying it.
Do commentators get on your nerves? They do mine. Sometimes, if it’s a former athlete in whatever sport they’re commenting on, I can tolerate them. At least they know what they’re talking about.
Saturday morning, watching the synchronized swimming, one of the commentators was driving me nuts. She was totally obsessed with what the teams were wearing.
I think the team that started was the team from Spain. They were doing a mermaid routine and their costumes were shiny spangled bathing suits with shiny spangled caps. I thought they were really neat looking, considering they were supposed to be mermaids.
The commentator went on and on and on about how distracting the shiny suits were. Really, they were just disgusting and she could not believe that the judges weren’t going to take points off.
Geez, give the mermaids a break.
Monday night was horrible. Misty and Kerri were nowhere to be found and neither were Michael and Brian.
What am I going to do?
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