Here it is. My Olympic sweater, finished last night…rather late:
On the plus sides: it fits, it is extremely warm, and the “rumply” thing where I think I stranded too tightly actually did smooth out under the influence of a nice warm steam iron.
On the downside…the sleeves are just a hint too short, and overall it fits a little on the snug side (although I suspect a quick soak and being stretched to dry will probably fix both of those).
Who, you may be asking, is Ivan Borisov? He was the sole downhill competitor from Kyrgyzstan (a country apparently about the size of South Dakota), and he missed a gate on his downhill run.
He turned around, struggled his way back up to the gate, went through it and continued his run. He finished 41st out of, uh, forty-one competitors.
The persistence of the underdog, personified. Fix your mistake, and carry on. Don’t give up, don’t wuss out, don’t give up on yourself just because you blew it this one time.
Bode Miller? Keep him. My heart belongs to Ivan.
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