I'm having a hard time believing that Olympic hopefuls eat McDonald's. I just don't think part of being a great athlete is downing a southern fried chicken biscuit every morning.
If they were trying to sell me grilled chicken sandwiches, or salads, or maybe that yogurt thing? That might be different. But all I see are these honed athletes eating southern fried chicken biscuits and/or sandwiches. We've all seen Super Size Me, McDonald's! Okay?? We saw that shit and we cannot UNSEE it.
McDonald's owns the Olympic's ass, I can see that. I guess I just like my Olympic hopefuls less sellout-y. And no onions on my double cheese.
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posted by Cookie @ Tuesday, August 12, 2008
1 Comments:
I've had a very difficult time watching the Olympics at all this year. It's nothing against the athletes, it's just the aura of drama around the whole thing.
Most shows airing Olympic coverage or covering Olympic news are doing so like gossip columnists. Are the Chinese athletes too young?! Oh noes! *gasp* Did the little girl lip synch her song? Oh noes! *gasp* Ok, it's covered, now move on... only they don't, they sit and gossip about how terrible everything is for hours.
The '84 Olympics were much more entertaining. The introduction of synchronized swimming... now, *that's* entertainment.
~K
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