By the end of the Olympics, I’ve collected enough stories of hope, courage, teamwork, sportsmanship and glory to stoke my faith in human goodness for at least a short while longer.
Stories like
the swimmer who stands up for what she believes in, and isn’t afraid to have a strong and loud voice about the value of clean sport.
Two runners who pick each other up when they are literally down, putting aside foe and embracing only friend.
The Australian hockey team beating Brazil, but asking to take a photo with the home team before celebrating their win together.
The fastest man in the world,
stopping an interview mid-sentence when he hears a competitor’s national anthem in the distance, and turning to show respect.
Watching Kerri and April lose in their semifinal match against Brazil was heartbreaking. I was angry in the moment, in particular because the Brazilian crowd had spent the entire game booing heavily at the Americans in what I felt at the time was a disgusting and shameful display of unsportsmanlike behavior. I’ve come to understand that the booing has cultural underpinnings, but to me, it seemed to have a significant effect on the U.S. team, as they uncharacteristically made mistake after mistake, and watched the gold medal slip out of reach.
But what the first thing Kerri Walsh-Jennings did after finishing the match and hugging her partner? She ran around the court, like she does after every single match, thanking each volunteer, official and staff member individually, shaking hands, giving hugs and high fives, and showing gratitude with that enormous, joyful smile. In what must have been an extremely painful moment of loss, Kerri turned it into an opportunity to embrace and thank her tribe and the people who had gotten her there, from the volunteer who shakes sand off the ball, to her friends, family and fans.