I LOVE the Olympics! If you missed the swimming 4 x 100m freestyle relay on Sunday night you may have missed one of the most spectacular races in history. The men's American relay team came up with a gold medal victory that had the United States of America jumping and screaming at their TV sets.

I sat quietly as the underdog USA team fell behind the French and was resolved that the Americans would pick up the silver medal. The French had been talking smack and bragged that they would "smash" the US team. For much of the race it looked as though that might have been the case. And then, with only 40 meters left, I noticed that Cullen Jones was drafting off of the trash talking Frenchman. He began to slowly move up and my right leg started to shake back and forth. As he got closer both legs started shaking back and forth as I was trying to add my energy to his miracle comeback.

With only 10 meters left my legs were pumping, my arms were pumping and I was beginning to believe. I gave all of the momentum that I could give from the other side of the world. And you know what... it worked!! I helped the US win the gold medal! I could hear my wife and daughters screaming from the other room. Even though I had just witnessed it, I couldn't believe we, America, had come back and won the race. The first thing out of my mouth was, "Take that French Fry!".

Thank you, thank you, thank you. If I never see another Olympic event again it won't matter. That was the coolest race I've ever seen and I can go to bed knowing the the United States of America just kicked the World's ass.

Labels: Curtis Tucker, Olympics