NB: I found this in drafts on the iPad. After watching the BBC opening ceremonies coverage, thanks to the cunning use of somebody else’s BitTorrent, I am more reminded than ever of how well it was all carried off. And if there’s one message to take away, it’s still this: fuck NBC with a rusty rake.
I’m sad to see it end. More than I expected. I never see as much as I want to, although this year it should have been easier. If NBC were more competent about their iPad app, maybe I would have. Hopefully the streams stay up for a bit.
Every four years, like bloody Brigadoon, this little magic village appears. And we see some of the people we saw there four years ago, and meet some new ones, and remember some we don’t see anymore. And normal service is suspended and we watch something special, and hell, some of our basketball players even colonize it briefly. And then Monday arrives and it’s gone as if it were never there.
It’s like Disneyland. We can’t stay. We wish we could.
The weather cooperated. So did the traffic. It couldn’t possibly have gone better. London stakes its claim as the capital of the world in the 21st century, and rightfully earned. Great Britain can be proud – they gave us their best for 16 days and it was awesome.
Also, FUCKING HOLOGRAM FREDDIE MERCURY. Magic.