Vancouver

Vancouver

"I'm too old for this," I tell myself
I glance at the mirror that I flipped around on the shelf
the paper backing doesn't judge me

You were too fast or I was too slow
My muscles grew stiff and I was late
leaving the gate and you went on without me

Going west is for the young
with dreams of gold to be found in ancient games
but for the old it's a chance to hear them say
"You're past your prime but you can take part."
"You'll never win. Vancouver breaks hearts."

I have a heart for losers. As much as the Olympic games are about winners, I feel like the most touching stories are about the losers. Only a few athletes will come home with medals, and for the ones who don't (depending on their sport), will never have a chance to win another. It's so hard to stay in your prime in sports. It's hard to expect that four years down the road, you'll still be able to do it... and compete with the younger athletes with more spring in their hop. Vancouver breaks hearts. Today, they kept showing the silver medal for Canada in snowboard cross. Some are happy with silver but we know that he should have come home with the gold. No one is saying it so I hope he doesn't read this... but he had it and didn't keep his foot on the gas. I love you anyways. I have a heart for losers. Peace out.