Olympics fever is on.
The atmosphere in the Chinese capital looks feverish.
I enjoy the games, not just the excitement nor the adrenaline rush of the players. Moreso, their expression of Triumph and of Defeat.
Those who you can see as someone who really enjoys what they are doing and those who seem to be forced to do what they are now doing.
The athletes who flashes $ sign in both eyes as they will surely reap their government's reward in exchange of the elusive gold.
Especially those who were defeated. The sadness in their eyes, the hopelessness. The thought of all the sacrifices crumbling and burying him.
They are the athletes, a class of their own. The esoteric effect of strength,altitude, and speed.
