My favorite Olympic moments;
Watching the Indian luge team enter the stadium, during the parade of nations, in matching outfits like every other country. Even though they’d arrived without any and the local Indo Canadian community stepped in and made it happen, in very short order. Sweet.
Watching Rob What’s his name’s disabled brothers excitement, as his little brother won Canada’s first gold medal on home soil. Listening to Rob credit his brother as his inspiration, over the years, was good, watching the embrace they shared, after the event, was just awesome.
Watching the Women’s Hockey team take gold is always sweet, when I was a girl there was no hockey for us, y’know except in the street with your brothers. They will always mean something special for us, I think.
Watching Jasey J whatever is name was, finally winning a gold medal having taken every other award in his sport, in front of his wife and daughters on a BC mountain was very touching, I thought. He is old for his sport but he stayed competitive and it paid off.
Watching Joannie Blanchet (I’m sure I got that one wrong!) skate was totally inspiring, when she lost her Mom, suddenly a few days earlier. No one would have faulted her for pulling out, truly. But she put in an awesome performance, not perfect but enough to reach the podium. It was very moving.
Watching the Gold medal performance during the same event, the Korean girl was breathtaking. Her performance was perfection, smooth and elegant. She is so young, who knows what lies ahead. She was coached by Canadian Brian Orser who was denied a gold medal in his career. It was really something to watch him, watching her perform. I was tickled for him too.
The European co winner of the Terry Fox award, not wanting to be interviewed on camera as she didn’t speak ‘good English’. Saying she’d heard of him, spent an evening reading about him and was honoured to receive the award. She slid off the ski hill into a 15m ditch, got up and restarted and medaled, with several cracked ribs and a punctured lung!
Sidney Crosby’s goal, enough awesome for generations to come. Dreams are made of this.
But I think my favorite moment might have been the men’s skater, (sorry, can’t keep the events straight), he’d been denied in the races they’d predicted he’d medal in. His girlfriend (can you tell I’m awful with names?) was also a skater and had already medaled. She was in the stands, as the race ends, she tears down to rinkside. He garners a gold medal performance and looks around for her in the crowd. Spotting her rinkside he skates over and, in one leap is up on the boards, as is she, in a remarkable and moving lovers embrace, even a little pat on the ass. It was freaking awesome, brought a tear to my eye.
On the last morning, the tv hosts had gone out onto the streets for opinions on passerbys favorite moments of the games, many were the ones I’ve mentioned. It went pretty much as you’d expect, red mittens, scarfs and olympic gear everywhere, rabid fans, pumped up, telling stories of the crowd exiting the women’s gold medal hockey performance, spontaneously bursting into the national anthem, etc. Best of all, the people interviewed (it being almost dawn in Whistler at the time), were young and breathless with excitement and joy, lots of ‘Go Canada’, etc. And all but one, was clearly of some other original ethnicity, than waspy white. With glowing hearts indeed.
And there was something remarkably touching about hearing the anthem sung along to, at the awards ceremonies. All ragtag to start with, and loud, proud and one voice for the final verse. Watching the athletes sing along. It was a very rare show of nationalism for my country and I found it all really wonderful.
There were may other wonderful moments, but these are the ones that stand out the most for me.
Oh. And Neil freaking Young. Uh huh!