I went into the Olympics thinking that I wasn’t going to watch very much of it. I don’t even remember Sydney or Athens. In ’96, I was on a bus tour so we didn’t catch any of the Atlanta games. In ’92, there was the buzz about the dream team. But I probably have to go back to ’88 in the Seoul games to when I watched a lot of the Olympics. And I didn’t think that this year would be any different. However, I ended up finding myself watching the Olympics more than I have since ’88 (when I was 13).
Some of the great stories of the Games, from where I sat: