All that Glitters is Not Gold
If you want know the real story of the Beijing Olympics, you have to look more closely..
First, there’s the USA Men’s Basketball team. These are guys who have more money than Davey Crockett, nova-like star-power, and have been transformed. Just consider Kobe Bryant.
In Beijing, only Yao Ming gets ovations that are comparable to those reserved for Kobe. Here, he doesn’t understand the adulation- back home he expects it. If you watch the interviews, you see a remarkably different guy. Quiet, respectful, reserved, so proud to have the opportunity to represent his country. And if you followed his well-publicized problems, it would be hard to imagine that this is the same guy.
More remarkable is the team. They have become one. They sit on the bench respectfully, there’s no bravado. They are proud, happy, but not demonstrative. They do not challenge the referees. When Kobe charges and fouls his defender, bowls him over, he pulls him up, cups his head in a caring way, pats him on the back.
As I watch now, they are playing a talented Spanish team. Young. A 17 year old Spanish point guard is a coveted NBA prospect. He’s part Antonio Banderas, part Bob Cousy. There are others, just as remarkable.
But they are no match for this American team now. The Americans have always had the physical superiority, now they have emerged spiritually. They have become one, not Kobe, and Carmelo, and all the others that have checkered NBA and personal histories- but a team- a force to be reckoned with. They run over the talented Spanish team, by 30+ points. In their last meeting, the Americans lost. That team had “stars”, just like this one.