Spring Break
My Olympic glory
Brett Fischer
Issue date: 8/22/08 Section: Sports
After hours of grueling matches, it came down to the finals between Marco Giovanni and me. We were tied at three apiece in the seventh set. We both threw out scissors, followed by rock. Now from reading all my scholarly novels, I knew that 62 percent of the time, when a rock was followed by scissors, the opponent would go back to rock. But for some reason, I had a feeling that he would surprise me with a paper attack. But unfortunately, I should have stuck with the scholars because my instinct was incorrect. He pulled out rock and I dished out a scissors. His rock smashed my scissors and my pride.
It wasn't until six years later that I competed in the World Championships. I won with ease, but my goal was more on winning a gold medal in the Olympics. Even though I wasn't the minimum 16 years of age, I figured I could alter my birth certificates and work something out with the American government to allow me to compete. Finally, after paying enough money, I was able to illegally take part in the Rochambeau at a global level.
It was one of the most incredible experiences in my life. After round-robin play, we ended up getting gold in the men's team All-Around Rochambeau, followed by China and Romania. I couldn't enjoy it completely because I kept getting interrogated by media and Olympic officials about the possibility that I was not of age to compete.
Nevertheless, there I was accepting my gold medal on the podium, a moment I will never forget.
Ok, back to reality. No, I'm not going to have a biography written about me any time soon, and I'm not going to win eight gold medals like Michael Phelps. But there are so many sports that constitute Olympic events. So there are two things I can do. I can either accept the fact that I will never be an Olympic champion and stop trying, or I can perfect myself at some ridiculous sports and hope they become Olympic worthy whether it be Basketweaving, Rock, Paper, Scissors or Ultimate Checkers.
As you can probably tell by now, I've decided to choose the latter.
It wasn't until six years later that I competed in the World Championships. I won with ease, but my goal was more on winning a gold medal in the Olympics. Even though I wasn't the minimum 16 years of age, I figured I could alter my birth certificates and work something out with the American government to allow me to compete. Finally, after paying enough money, I was able to illegally take part in the Rochambeau at a global level.
It was one of the most incredible experiences in my life. After round-robin play, we ended up getting gold in the men's team All-Around Rochambeau, followed by China and Romania. I couldn't enjoy it completely because I kept getting interrogated by media and Olympic officials about the possibility that I was not of age to compete.
Nevertheless, there I was accepting my gold medal on the podium, a moment I will never forget.
Ok, back to reality. No, I'm not going to have a biography written about me any time soon, and I'm not going to win eight gold medals like Michael Phelps. But there are so many sports that constitute Olympic events. So there are two things I can do. I can either accept the fact that I will never be an Olympic champion and stop trying, or I can perfect myself at some ridiculous sports and hope they become Olympic worthy whether it be Basketweaving, Rock, Paper, Scissors or Ultimate Checkers.
As you can probably tell by now, I've decided to choose the latter.
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