And cheaters never win.
And if you had a chance to see the women's gymnastics final, then you know what I am talking about.
I don't think I breathed the entire time I watched the all-around compitition.
Fuck all that stuff I said about cheering for China and their 9-year-old asses because I felt bad for them.
I don't feel bad for cheaters.
I wanna punch them in their mosquito-bite boobies.
Maybe four years from now, China can round up a couple of 4-year-olds and try to pass them off to beat the US.
'Cause they didn't beat us this year.
I think I am starting to take these Olympics WAYYY too personally.
But on a postive note:
Now the Olympics are over for these girls, they can get back to trying to be normal teens - hanging with friends, dating, menstruating.
Throw in some teen acne, a training bra, and a pube or two, and it's a brand new world for them!
Ya almost wanna shove a beer in one hand, a tampon in the other, slap 'em on the back and proclaim, "Welcome to the real world!"
And I gotta give credit to Shawn Johnson for staying so poised - talk about the pressure of a country on her shoulders. She looked like she wanted to just sob, but she was so solid.
On a seperate note - how come none of our athletes sing the anthem? Or they look like they try, but they don't know the words.
Okay, time for more coffee and more work.
P.S. Your guilt worked - Cheese posted.