IT'S TIME FOR THE OLYMPICS POST!
i tried to write this like... last monday. and it got really melodramatic, and i try to shy away from that, so i deleted it and moved on with my life.
meaning i grabbed my laptop, a dr. pepper, a gigantic bag of ice for my back per my chiropractor's suggestion, and i parked my ass on our fifties couch in the basement and watched the olympics for four hours.
being a blogger is bad for your health. when i'm not parking my ass in places with my laptop, i'm laying in bed reading.
strong mind. weak abs.
but anyway, it's time for my olympics post, which i'm tentatively going to title that post where emily admits to being completely unpatriotic and rooting for other teams, mostly underdogs and especially great britain.
i'm not saying #teamGB (which is almost shameful for me to type. i've pretty much given up hashtags on twitter.) because the olympics are being hosted in london. i'm saying team great britain because i just really love great britain.
i went to london for three days when i was thirteen. i spent the remaining seven days of my europe trip in amsterdam, but the netherlands didn't quite click like england did.
i want to live in england when i graduate from college.
there are a lot of reasons for this.
1. i don't want to get into these reasons on my blog.
2. it's about politics and other stuff i don't even understand.
3. it may have something to do with the fact that i live in indiana, but probably not.
4. you actually thought this list was me listing why i want to live in england and not america. you poor soul. it's okay. even i didn't really know where this list was going.
but anyway, i'm pretty much team great britain and south africa. (and australia. i like them a lot.)
when it comes to the olympics, i am the ultimate fangirl. the past olympics that i've watched and actually been able to understand (sydney, athens, beijing) i didn't know what fangirling was. but now i understand and realized i was a fangirl all along.
now that i am a true fangirl, thanks to tumblr and john green and other various things, london has been an exceptional olympics in which i have bawled my eyes out over great britain's men's gymnastics team.
i saw something on tumblr the other day to the effect of: if you're not crying over your favorite olympic athlete, you're not watching the olympics properly.
i don't have a favorite olympic athlete. we could go by country, i suppose.
america: probably gabby douglas. and missy franklin. she's cool.
great britain- their entire men's rowing team, men's gymnastics team, jessica ennis, mo farah, men's diving, I JUST LOVE ALL OF THEM OKAY
south africa- chad le clos, kirsty coventry, and oscar pistorius.
australia- any of their swimmers. particularly emily seebohm. i also enjoy their rowing team.
russia- KROMOWIDJOJO. that woman can swim.
i'm getting off topic. this where i write about how incredibly unpatriotic i am, and how i really don't care. and how much i love the olympics.
right. the olympics are every four years.
every summer that the olympics are NOT on is a wasted summer. seriously, my mother and i wait for this. we count down for this. last year, we spent most of july saying, ONE MORE YEAR UNTIL LONDON YAAAAAY and i spent most of two weeks ago starting a countdown for the opening ceremonies. i spent the opening ceremonies at my boyfriend's house in michigan.
jacob: we're going to watch pulp fiction, i rented it.
me: no we're not, we're watching the london opening ceremonies. i missed beijing's and i haven't forgiven myself.
jacob: but we rented pulp fiction.
me: SIT YOUR ASS DOWN AND WATCH THE OPENING CEREMONIES WITH ME, I'VE WAITED FOUR YEARS FOR THIS.
the opening ceremonies were, as usual, breathtaking. i've heard that beijing was absolutely incredible, and i still can't figure out why i missed it, because i didn't even have a job the summer that i was seventeen, and jacob said that they were only fabulous so that china could impress the capitalists.
they only need to impress me with diving. man. talk about making tom daley look incompetent on the ten meter platform.
this was where i had the first of my two intense AHA! moments of this year's olympiad and when i realized that i was truly team great britain and not just jumping on the "oh the games are in london let's support england" bandwagon.
when great britain's olympic team walked out during the parade of nations and they were waving their union flags and singing "god save the queen", i had never seen people be more proud of their country and of hosting the olympics in my entire life. and i realized that i felt more strongly toward the union flag than i have ever felt toward our good old american flag.
you can call me unpatriotic. i really don't care. it's only going to get worse from here.
london is where i gave up my long-standing crush on ryan lochte. everybody is in love with him, but i've been watching him since athens. look at footage of michael phelps from eight years ago, and sure enough, ryan lochte is there, under the radar.
now he's a really big deal, and i'm beginning to realize how stupid he is. like, seriously, he's just an unintelligent person. he's a great swimmer, but i lost most of my respect for him when he bit his gold medal wearing a grill, when i realized that his famous "ryan lochte" shoes were made backwards, i frequented his twitter, and realized that he had a blog run by an unknown person that can spell only a little bit better than he can.
i have no love for ryan lochte. in fact, when he wasn't on the men's medley relay last night, i spent a good five minutes laughing. i also tweeted him asking him where he learned to spell.
i'm a terrible person. it's okay. it's going to get worse as i continue to write this.
my first night of olympic coverage was at my grandparents' house last sunday with swimming and the night first of women's qualifying gymnastics. when it comes to women's gymnastics, i'm all for team USA, but a fair chunk of my cheering goes to team russia. anyway, we're watching swimming.
my grandparents, my cousin, and my uncle know nothing about swimming. my parents know enough, having raised two swimmers.
i competitively swam for sixteen years and i've been a swim coach for four years. i know my stuff. swimming is kind of my thing.
i, of course, was cheering for team great britain and team south africa. south africa has a really legitimate swim team and nobody really gives them credit for it. great britain has a ways to go in the swimming department, outside of rebecca adlington. but south africa has kirsty coventry, and did people just forget about her long standing world records that nobody's been able to beat?
so. the race is the 100 breaststroke final. NBC is really hyped up about brendan hansen, coming out of retirement, out to finally beat kitajima. (kitajima, incidentally, changed breaststroke pullout rules in athens to avoid being disqualified. his pullout change is now accepted worldwide. fun fact that you didn't care about.) and of course, hansen and our japanese friend who always seems to swipe gold are right next to each other in outside lanes, and since this is america, they're only focusing on him and hansen.
while they battle it out, nobody notices that south africa wins, takes gold, and gets a new world record.
NBC: and hansen barely takes bronze and kitajima doesn't even medal! what a race! too bad for hansen, though...
me: SOUTH AFRICAAAAAA OMG THAT WAS SO GREAT LOOK AT THE WORLD RECORD SOUTH AFRICAAAA
my grandmother: emily. cheer for the united states.
me: GREAT BRITAIN! WOOOO GREAT BRITAIN! WAY TO BE!
my grandmother: EMILY! REALLY! CHEER FOR THE UNITED STATES!
monday night swimming. women's 100 breaststroke final.
ruta meilutyte beats rebecca soni and claims gold. meilutyte is fifteen and from lithuania.
the world: oh no rebecca soni! oh no!
me: LITHUAAAAANIA (this was posted on several social networks.)
it's not that i don't like rebecca soni. i really do. she's a great person and a wonderful swimmer. but when you see ruta meilutyte crying and hugging soni because she just beat the greatest breaststroker of the recent decaded and she's only fifteen and she got a gold medal, you can't help but cheer for that. think about how proud she's made herself, her family, and her country.
monday night was the ill-fated "emily's tweets get out of hand over team great britain" episode on twitter. men's gymnastics all around. let's take a look.
@emilyyxh: GREAT BRITAIN TIME.
@emilyyxh: can i just love great britain until i explode with feels? I NEED TO STOP TWEETING
@emilyyxh: AEURWHDGUDFHGUDSGDFG YES GREAT BRITAIN YES YES YES YES SKJDJHGJTESJDSFHG YESSSSSSSSS
@emilyyxh: SILVER BABY. SILVER. I AM CRYING ALONE IN MY BASEMENT. SILVER FOR GREAT BRITAIN.
@emilyyxh: i'm sitting here sobbing. I CAN'T CONTAIN MY FEELS.
@emilyyxh: WHAT JUST HAPPENED WITH THAT CALL. WHAT. THE. HELL. NO.
@emilyyxh: great britain still medaled. i love my british boys. i'm going to bed now, i swear. GREAT BRITAIN, BABY.
(note: these are all legitimate tweets. i just went to my twitter and copy/pasted them.)
fangirling should be an olympic sport. i think i'm close to gold.
and you know, after this, i didn't lose any followers, surprisingly. this was the worst of my tweeting, but it didn't get much better. until the olympics are over, i suggest avoiding me. and my twitter.
my next big happy dance was when chad le clos outtouched michael phelps in the 200 fly.
i love michael phelps as much as the next person. i spent most of middle school and high school idolizing him. he's a nice, great guy that trains hard and is the best swimming and olympic athlete in the world. but he's human.
and when chad le clos outtouched by .05 seconds, i completely lost it.
@emilyyxh: SOUTH AFRICAAAAAAAAA
@emilyyxh: CHAD LE CLOS. YOU ARE MY HERO OF THE DAY. YOU DESERVE THE GOLD MEDAL. YOU ARE AWESOME.
twitter needs bold and italics capacity. my caps lock is getting worn.
my third cousin in a tumblr post: fun fact, i just watched emily freak out on three social networks.
proud of it, matt. proud of it.
later in the week, when doing a personal interest story on michael phelps and how he retired as of last night, NBC said something along the lines of "michael phelps was victimized by chad le clos".
excuse me, NBC?
if chad le clos victimized michael phelps, then michael phelps has victimized countless other swimmers in his quest to be the most decorated olympian of all time.
chad le clos beat michael phelps fair and square. get over it. nobody was victimized.
around that time, someone on twitter subtweeted who i'm assuming was me (i know. i'm vain, assuming people on twitter subtweet me.) by saying something along the lines of this: if you're american and supporting other countries, you probably should keep that yourself. #shameful
i want to ask you a question now.
what is shameful in supporting a fifteen year old lithuanian girl in achieving her dreams of getting a gold medal? of supporting great britain as they medal for the first time ever in men's gymnastics? of being moved as chad le clos' father cries into a south african flag as his son beats the fastest swimmer in the world?
tell me what's shameful about that and maybe i'll shut up about how much i love other countries and not just america.
i never said i didn't love america. i am one hundred percent behind the fab five, and i love missy franklin to death. the women's medley relay was one of the most intense relays i have ever seen, and i screamed myself hoarse for them. i love it when michael phelps wins as much as the next person, and gabby douglas reduced me to tears.
i just also happen to support other countries, particularly great britain and south africa.
i forgot to mention my second AHA! moment, since i mentioned the first. oops. awkward transition.
back on sunday i was watching the 400 freestyle with my family, and they did a small, personal segment on rebecca adlington, britain's swimming star. it was another union flag AHA! moment, rather like the first one that i had during the opening ceremonies. when she help up her flag and her gold medal in beijing, i realized that i just really love the union flag and i felt very proud of it.
i'm not sure where this pride comes from. trust me, it scares me, being prideful of someone else's flag more than my own. i think i really am destined to possibly live in great britain in the next three years.
but here's how this went down when watching the 400 freestyle.
my grandmother: GO ALLISON SCHMITT!
me: ADLINGTON! GET HER! GET HER! TAKE HER DOWN!
my grandmother: STOP CHEERING FOR BRITAIN. SERIOUSLY. STOP IT.
i'm not going to stop. yesterday great britain got six gold medals and i was over the moon about it.
at this point, i really don't care if you think i'm an unpatriotic asshole because i cheer for other countries. i'm pretty sure that a lot of other countries cheer for us. chad le clos idolizes michael phelps, and i'm reasonably sure that his dad didn't think he was unpatriotic to south africa for watching and cheering for him in athens and beijing. just because i'm from america doesn't mean i have to exclusively cheer for america.
the olympics, in truth, is about coming together. it's about 204 countries that get together and support each other, race each other, and lift each other up and we show the world what the human body is physically capable of together. the olympics is about joining together through the world of sports.
morgan freeman says go world.
i say go world too.
i'm going to leave you with this beautiful picture of great britain's diving team. in hopes to convert you to team great britain during the last week of the olympics.
i don't support them just because of this. but it's a good reason to, right? :)
post script: if you want to see why i think ryan lochte is one of the stupidest olympians on the planet, click here. seriously. i laughed for half an hour.