I have been dedicating myself to some serious Olympic TV-watching - never forgetting that it's a marathon not a sprint. I got my thumb in training in July. The callous has worn off andI can switch between NBC-HD and Universal HD then down to USA over to MSNBC effortllessly. I even sneak in Oxygen for a bit of equestrian. I am covering a lot of ground. I am putting in the hours, Oh! Yes.
But I have a beef. No sailing! No siree Bob!
Wall-to-wall Michael Phelps. OK that relay was amazing but I don't need to watch prime time interviews with his mum, bless her.
I have had enough of 11 year old Chinese girl gymnasts. I don't need to see any more Kazakhstanis pummeling the crap out of Albanians in boxing. Enough already with the badminton. A little synchronized diving goes a very long way. Weightlifting, Water Polo, Field Hockey, Equestrianism and Rowing are all good in small doses. Softball - pu-lease. Women's beach volleyball? OK more of that.
So far I haven't seen a frickin' picosecond from Qingdao. No Ynglings. No Anna and her Radial. 470s? Ha! The words "Zach Railey" have not been uttered by Bob Costas to my knowledge. Show me a 49'er.
Come on NBC show me some bloody sailing. OK, it's only the prelims, the winds are light but you have 3600 hours of Olympics to air and you had better give us some Qingdao action.
WHAT DO WE WANT?
WHEN DO WE WANT IT?