Saturday, August 9, 2008

Go World.

Okay. We've established that I love the Olympics.
But as Michael Phelps entered the last two laps, and I bounced up and down on my couch, and everyone in my apartment held our breath, it was thrilling. You know, us, George W, Michael's mom, and the rest of America, rooting him on.
It's thrilling. As Morgan Freeman so eloquently says on the commercials for Visa, when he wins, we all win.
I mean, if that was his hardest one, and he made it look that easy, then what will stop him from getting gold in everything else? I mean, it's incredible. I feel privileged to be watching it.
Go World.
Go Michael.

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