Olympic Spirit

I've absolutely loved the Olympic Games since I was a 6 year old in 1980 skating in sock feet on the linoleum or was crouched inside the legs of a bar stool bobbing and weaving through every turn of the bobsled run. In recent years, with all the professionalism, judging scandals, doping dismissals, etc. the games have lost some of the wonder they captured in that 7 year old child.

However, when an athlete like Joey Cheek interrupts the Q&A at his press conference to announce that he plans to donate his entire $25,000 gold medal bonus to the children of Darfur, it reminds me that the Olympic Spirit is still burning strong.