swimming

They call him Superman.

They also call him Tiger Woods in a Speedo, but I'm not sure what to do with that one.

He did amazing things. He did the impossible. (How did he win that 100 meter butterfly anyway?)

They call them the Golden Girls.

(And I don't think they mean four old ladies.) 

They haven't lost a game in over a year. That makes 108 straight sets. In a row. 14 consecutive Olympic matches. Two consecutive gold medals in volleyball. No one's done that before.

With every 50 meters, I inch closer to the TV. By the time they swim the final lap, I have my nose about a foot away from the screen. My hands clasped together, I pray. "Is it bad theology to pray for them?" I ask Chris. He shrugs. At least it's live--I'm not praying retroactively (yes, I've done that too--God's above time, right?).