wide-eyed.

i haven't commented on any actual sporting events since the olympics started, because i figure if you care, you're watching it yourself.

i just watched michael phelps win his 7th (13th) gold medal.

i can't help myself.

not that there are actual words to describe that race, but it was astounding.

i was actually afraid someone would look back at the tape, and say "actually, ummmm, that was too close of a call for the wall to do the job right...phelps actually lost...sorry...." (update: the silver medal guy tried! ha! seriously, it was so close, i was worried someone would...it just took them a minute. i blog pretty fast. but phelps still wins. i love technology. always and forever.)

because it was that insanely close.

his time was 50.58. the silver medal guy was 50.59.

WHAT.

that is SICK.

that is the sickest thing i've ever seen in my life.

i can't believe that just happened. neither could the people watching it. they showed his coach and his family, and they were all like "aww. he got second."

michael phelps is the best athlete ever. even if he doesn't win his 8th gold medal.

i actually feel a little ill just from watching it.