The Rio Olympics: Crossing the finish line

Look, we’re all adults here. I can be honest with you, right? So here’s the thing: I didn’t watch the Olympics live on Friday because OH MY GOD I AM SO SICK OF THE OLYMPICS ALREADY SOMEONE FETCH ME A FROZEN MARGARITA IMMEDIATELY. Continue reading “The Rio Olympics: Crossing the finish line”

The Rio Olympics: Oh, you wanted to see men’s team gymnastics? TOO BAD. SO SAD.

Hey, let’s check or TV listings to see which events we’ll be covering in primetime tonight (last night), shall we?

men's gymnatics

A bunch of swimming, some men’s synchronized diving, women’s beach volleyball and men’s team gymnastics finals? Cool! I am very excited about men’s gymnastics team finals! I sure hope we get to see all of that event! Can’t wait to see me some men’s gymnastics!  Continue reading “The Rio Olympics: Oh, you wanted to see men’s team gymnastics? TOO BAD. SO SAD.”

The Rio Olympics: In which emotional abuse proves to be an effective coaching method and a vault apparatus just proves to be abusive

Just as a reminder about how this works: Bobby and I don’t actually care all that much about all of the Olympics, just the parts of the Olympics that NBC tells us to care about by airing them during the precious prime time hours. We’re just here for the sob stories and the pretty athletes and the pre-taped packages about Brazilian bikini waxes and caipirinhas.

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