Chill Win-ston...

Opening Ceremony.
Fantastic.

By far the best Olympic Opening Ceremony that I have ever scene, and trust me, I have seen a lot. I come from a family that buys cable right before the Olympics, and then cancels it right after. None of the HBO series are on anymore from the last time I had cable, I wonder what happened to the Sopranos?

I do think that Bob Costas and company had a little bit too much time to interpret the ceremony. They had the script, they had their interpreter, and they had a full week to think up shit to say for five hours. But due to the exensive preparation time, I feel like they delved a little too deep into the symbolism of the ceremony. There was a lot of talk about harmony, there was a lot about talk about the contrasting of opposites, there were a lot of random dancing children. When Matt Lauer started comparing the 2,008 gentleman running in circles with blinking vests on to the Chinese new era of openness, I was like... OK, but you're starting to push it.

I also thought that it was very suspect that the announcers were not actually being shown throughout the evening. Ten bucks says that Costas pulled out a Jamaican fatty from his breast pocket as soon as the fireworks started going off, and passed it to the rest of the guys.

Matt- That was, like, freakin insane, Bob.
Bob- It took them seven years to choreograph this dance Matt. Can you believe that shit? Seven years!
Matt- Whoah.
Bob-What!
Matt- Whoah, for a second there, I though you were, like, really far away from me.
Bob- Seven years! Man, there are SO many people in China!