the best two weeks.

I am a genuine lover of the Olympics.

And I just might love the Winter Olympics more than the Summer.

{gasp!}

The Olympics are sports at its purest.

Very little flash and ego.

These people [mostly] don't have Nike contracts and million dollar bonuses.

They don't even get paid to play.

And what do they get when they win?

Nothing but a medal to wear around their neck.

But the medal means more than a million dollars would.

And that's why I love the Olympics.

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What else could get me screaming "GO, BABY, GO!!" at a cross country skier?

Who yells at cross-country skiers?

Who cries with fallen skaters?

Who jumps for women's hockey?

I do. Once every 4 years.

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There are two things I love the most about NBC's Olympic coverage.

1) Olympic commercials.

2) special segments about athletes or teams or countries.

Both yield goosebumps, and occasionally tears, from yours truly.

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But seriously, the best part about being on the Olympic team?
The wardrobe.

The Polo horse is a little massive for my taste, but I'm in love with the moose hats and must have one some day.
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Now if you'll excuse me, snowboarding just started.