Wisconsin boy, with twin brother also in Olympics, whose father built gymnastic equipment to keep them from jumping around in the barn., swinging from rafters. Hamm dropped to 12th after a fall in the vault.
I see some heroism in these kids...from any country. The ?Chinese gymnast was an apparent lock until he did the unthinkable and missed the bar with one hand on the high bar event and had to start his routine again.
In the interview, Hamm said he thought if he got a 9.8 he might make a bronze medal. By the narrowest margin in Olympic history, twelve one-thousands of a point, he became the first American Olympian to win the all-around men's gymnastic title.
The post ceremony interview had Hamm saying "Well, like they always say, and I always believe, you just keep on trying." (It wasn't hocum, it was a sincere statement that even though he was devastated when he fell on his butt in the vault (literally), he went on to give his very best effort. It was neat without being sappy.
But, as always, I have two thoughts in the Olympics: first, that "humans can't DO that!," and second, that how much greater the impact of a gold medal (or any medal) is on the lives the folks from other countries. In the U.S., life (and opportunity) is open to most folks, in other countries, the athletes become HUGE in national acclaim, honors, and opportunities.
A young Polish woman swimmer won the gold medal in her event...how arduous her life must have been to get to that level, and how much the course of it can change now that she has done so.
Yes Danny, it is commercial and politicized, but when each event begins, there is the purest element of human nature endeavoring to reach a point of excellence that brings out the finest (in my opinion) of our species.
There is also a purity of the human form in these kids, at this moment, honed and exercised to the beauty of ancient statuary.
I do wince when the women's gymnasts perform. I watched my younger daughter go through gynmastics in high school. These little girls were terrifying in the events to my all-too parental eyes. I envisioned catastrophe at each event, for each kid, mine or not.
And, since I AM going on, I was with my kids when they each, successively, coached at a local large Special Olympics, for challenged kids, men and women. It was my kids' decision, respectively to coach. If you want to see courage...watch the focus, determination, and pure heart of a cruelly physically and mentally challenged man as he attempts to get his wheel chair around something so simple as four pylons with only ONE, still horribly-crippled, arm! When he finished there was a "hugger," i.e., a person whose sole job was to hug and offer congratulations to the contestant. From this man, whose distorted face I can picture now, came a sound--not really human, but uniquely human--of joy and triumph that both gave ME courage and broke my heart.
enough.
Kis
We have so much
(edit because I'm making more mistakes these days. sorry.)