That’s the Canadian Spirit…
So last night, Canadian cyclist Lori-Ann Muenzer won a gold medal and then Alexandre Despatie missed one of his dives, dropped out of medal contention and then battled back to win a silver medal for team Canada.
But what’s all over the news this morning? How Despatie screwed up his dive and screwed over his country, failing to acquire the gold medal. Add that to the tumble that Perdita Felicien took on her first hurdle in the 100m and reporters all across the country are hanging their heads in shame at the supposed embarassment and humility that our athletes are causing us.
It’s too bad about Felicien but we won GOLD elsewhere. And we won SILVER. Even more, Despatie fought for that award and probably would have walked away with bronze (or maybe nothing) if he had allowed himself to get discouraged. Out of the seven medals we now possess, a quarter of them were achieved in one day, on day TWELVE of the Olympics. A good day if anything, not a shameful day as it’s been portrayed.
Reporters are irking me, and Canadians are irking me.
And news segments like this irk me:
“The 23-year-old world hurdling champion from Pickering, Ont., crashed at the first hurdle of the Olympic 100 metres final, taking down with her an opponent, a gold-medal dream and the spirits of millions of Canadians who sat stunned in front of their television sets.”
“Felicien had been touted for a year as the champion athlete who would carry an underperforming Canadian Olympic team all the way to respectability.”
I won’t be surprised if you give them long enough, people might start to equate Felicien’s failure with the fact that she lives and trains in the USA and that she’s not 100% true Canadian. Which is obviously not true – you only had to look at the Canadian flags painted on her fingernails and tattooed on her shoulder and thigh to know that her hearts in the right spot. It’s not hard to see why Felicien chooses to live and train in the USA – she sees a good opportunity when it comes knocking (and takes that opportunity on behalf of her country).
Enough Olympics for one day, I’m going to bed.