Olympics/Nike marketing geniuses: If I hear the Killers one more time, I'm gonna put my foot through a wall.
Also, everyone is getting hurt on the hurdles this morning. They are NOT soldiers. Soldiers dont keep fucking up their hamstrings in this way, I don't think.
In other crap no one cares about, I am learning about fantasy football!(?)! It is comedy gold, but so far I have it down. I'm being tutored every evening for 10-15 minutes so I don't completely humiliate my spouse on draft day by using my first round pick to go for "a hottie who throws the ball.... that's called a quarterback, right?"
The biggest issue I see with this experiment is the potential for me to get really, really, really, into this lame sport I know nothing about.