I am giddy at the thought of watching the summer Olympics. Yes, TV coverage has sucked ass since 1984, but at least I can watch some of it in HD this time around. I hope to squeeze this book into my brain before the games are over. The Olympics in Rome mark the transition from the games as we see them in Chariots of Fire to the corporate juggernaut circus that they have become. And yet, I'll still watch as much as I can get away with...
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