My Ever Changing Moods

Last night, we held our closing ceremonies by turning off our over-head projector which has been on for two straight weeks. I'm feeling a lack of celebration and awe right now. So, I will give some of my highlights/observations.

CHEERS

A cheer to Michael Phelps for doing the impossible and really winning all those races. It really lived to its pre-race hype. He was bullied and raised by a single mom. Yet, he became a legend in one week.
A cheer to Natalie du Toit for swimming 6, yes 6!, miles in open water with only one leg.
A cheer to Nastia Liukin for being graceful, elegant, and showing her composure during that funky tie event.
A cheer to Shawn Johnson for her cheer and indomitable spirit.
A cheer to third place finisher, David Neville, for diving for a bronze in the men's 400 and being thrilled about it. It reminded me all about attitude.
A cheer to Dara Torres for being classy and waiting for a stalled competitor.

TEARS

A tear for the sobbing almost medalist in men's gymnastics. It would have been a first for Brazil and I felt devastated for him.
A tear for Lolo who was a gold favorite in the 110 hurdles and tripped in the final part. She gave a peppy interview only to be shown quietly sobbing a few minutes later.
A lot of tears for Shawn Johnson's parents. After she won the gold, they held each other and sobbed. All of the debt, doubt and worry had finally been answered. I cried with them.
I cried as I watched Nastia and her father cry together. What are you a robot? Two lifetimes of dreams and work were validated!

JEERS

A jeer for Jeremy Wariner for being such a bad sport after getting a silver for heaven's sake. (See above regarding his third place teammate.)
A jeer for the judo guy from Cuba for kicking the ref.
A jeer for Usain Bolt for being so cocky at the finish of the 100. Yes, he was amazing and silly. But he was celebrating BEFORE the finish in a 100.
Any tears, cheers or jeers we should add?