Done with the Olympics
After seemingly years of build-up and a two-week event, the Olympics are over. The United States finished on top and all others fell in behind. Manu Ginobili and the Argentina Golden Generation finished fourth, failing to medal in what was likely their last hurrah as a group. At 35 years old, the odds of seeing Manu Ginobili suiting up in Brazil four years from now are slim, and that’s to say nothing of the recent news that the Olympics could go to a Under-23 format for basketball.
Tony Parker was also unsuccessful in what could be his best shot at an Olympic medal. The French National Team that also featured Boris Diaw and Nando De Colo was dropped in the quarterfinals by the eventually silver-medalists Spain. Tiago Splitter and Brazil were knocked out in the same round by Argentina, as were Patty Mills, Spurs assistant Coach Brett Brown and Australia. Their defeat came at the hands of the USA.
Personally, I’m glad to see the Games done. While I’m simultaneously satisfied the USA won gold and disappointed for Tony, Manu, Tiago and others, I frankly didn’t care all that much. There are many things I like about international basketball, but the tournament as a whole didn’t get me going. That actually goes for the Olympics as a whole. Some people couldn’t get enough of the 30th Olympiad. Me? I couldn’t get away.
When I did watch, I fould myself gravitating to the sports I watch anyway: basketball and soccer. For everything else, I realized there’s a reason most people only pay attention to these sports once every four years. Once the novelty wears off, most of them aren’t that fun to watch.
Now we’re left in a holding pattern until training camp starts. The players featured in international competition will get some rest before reporting to San Antonio. Others will enjoy their last bit of break before the long season begins again. There won’t be much in the way of personnel moves over that time, as scores of coaches and front office folks are on vacation this month.
Instead, we’ll be waiting, anticipating, finding ways to both occupy our time and satisfy our craving for basketball. As much as I appreciate the passion of international basketball, the Olympics weren’t it. Forgive me for not getting in the Olympic spirit with all the Spurs participating. In the end, I’m just glad no one got hurt.