Goodbye Vancouver and Thank You! Hello Russia!

The advertisement has been running for the past two weeks and if you tuned in to any of the Olympic coverage, there is no way you could have missed it.  The heart-warming tagline: "Vancouver 2010… you’ve gotta be here!"

And if you tuned in to today’s (Sunday) US vs. Canada hockey game, you may have turned off the television with the same feeling: "You had to be there."  

Regardless of your nationality or NHL franchise affiliation, it was a well fought and well played game… down to the very final and bitter puck in the goal.  And even despite the United States’ loss to Canada by a score of 3-2, it’s been quite some time since I’ve _______

I am grateful that there was very little televised gap between the final hockey game and the Closing Ceremonies of the 21st Winter Olympiad.  

 

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Goodbye Vancouver and Thank You! Hello Russia!

The advertisement has been running for the past two weeks and if you tuned in to any of the Olympic coverage, there is no way you could have missed it.  The heart-warming tagline: "Vancouver 2010… you’ve gotta be here!"

And if you tuned in to today’s (Sunday) US vs. Canada hockey game, you may very well have turned off the television with the same feeling: "You had to be there."  What a phenomenal moment in Olympic competition; in Canada it is already being toasted as the greatest athletic and most televised event in Canadian history.  Again, you had to be there.

Regardless of your nationality or NHL franchise affiliation, it was a well fought game; well played down to the very final and bitter puck in the goal.  But despite the United States’ loss to Canada by a score of 3-2 in overtime, it’s been quite some time since I’ve felt such a swelling of pride for the collective human condition and endeavor.  Throughout all the Olympic competition (whether I was watching it from the warmth of my living room or the brisk sidelines in Vancouver), I watched in admiration at all the athletes’ efforts.  And more importantly, I watched in awe at the overwhelming human effort by those who would never make the medal podium.

And isn’t that what the Olympic Games and competition are about?  Isn’t it about reaching inside yourself and grabbing hold of that hidden hope that states confidently, "You can do it"?  Isn’t it about that defying and defining of that one moment in your life? 

As the Closing Ceremonies bring about the extinguishing of the Olympic flame and the end of the 2010 Winter Olympic Games, there is a sense of emptiness in me.  I would love to see the Olympic Games continue for another two weeks, but in order for the 2012 Summer Olympic Games to prepare to begin, the 2010 Winter Games must end.  And so end, they do and must.  And as I experienced personally in Vancouver, the Olympic Games end in a very humble and proud manner.  The mishap with the mechanism of the Olympic torch in the Opening Ceremonies was turned into one of the most memorable Closing Ceremonies events.  It is not what was expected.. but better.  Again, it was what I experienced personally in Vancouver.

As for 2014, the Olympic Winter Games will find their ultimate home in Sochi, Russia.  And not to worry.  I have already purchased and have worn my Sochi 2014 hat.  But four years I will need to wait and relive the moments of the 2010 Games.  And yes, I will relive and remember them.  I will let them energize me and motivate me.  And I will let them reinvigorate the child within me.  For, again, isn’t this what the Olympic Games are all about?

When it all comes down to it – in person or via the television – it has been wonderful to say, "I had to be here."  And in this case, in this moment in Life, I am very happy and content to say, "I had to be here… and I was."

Olympic Dreams to you in the days ahead and peace be your journey, 

Lee Hoedl

 

 

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Man’s Best Friend During Those Pivotal Moments

I can’t begin to tell you how many times I have been asked over the past two days, "So, how was Vancouver and the Olympics?  Did you have fun?"  In all honesty, there is no statement that can ever adequately capture the emotion and excitement of a personal attendance to the Olympics.  And to say it was "amazing" is simply an understatement.  It may seem silly for me to say (having attended four Olympics), but it truly is a "once in a lifetime" feeling.  As I stated to a friend, "I have just been very lucky to have lived four lives."

My first two experiences (1984 and 1996) were solo journeys – I simply attended by myself to take in the sights and sounds.  They were executed on a whim and a prayer.  And when I got home, there was no one with which to fully share the experience.

In  2002, I convinced my wife Di, sister-in-law Mary Lee and friend Karen to join me for the Olympic festivities in Salt Lake Cities.  And what was most wonderful about those moments was to be able to recap our adventures after we returned home and share our similar emotions.  Having attended the Opening Ceremonies and first five days of events, we were able to sit at home for the final week of Olympic events and, from time to time, say, "Hey, we were right there.  Remember that location and moment?"

This "once-in-a-lifetime" time around, my wife Di and I agreed that I would attend the Games and take our 12-year-old son as his Christmas gift.  Basically since we have 6-year-old triplets, it would have been impossible for both of us to attend and leave all four children at home.

So off to Vancouver we went.  A middle-aged father and his young son; heading into a pivotal moment in our life.  And as quick as we arrived to Vancouver and the Games, we had to turn around and head home.  Enjoying a whirlwind of 4 days of venues, events, sights and sounds from the 2010 Winter Olympics, we were truly exhausted when we returned home.  And speaking for both of us, I don’t think the gravity of those four days at the Winter Olympic Games has been fully realized.  As the Closing Ceremonies come to their conclusion and the Olympic torch is extinguished for another two years, my son and I will look back on those days with a plethora of fond memories and euphoric recall.

But what will stand out in my mind most about our shared time in Vancouver?  The U.S. women’s hockey victory over Sweden in the semi-finals?  Walking the downtown celebrations of Vancouver and the Olympic Village at Whistler?  No, it will always be the most subtle of moments along our journey.

It will be that constant slight tug of my jacket as that 12-year-old-boy-turning-young-man stayed close to my side through all the Olympic crowds.  It will be my glances over to see my son’s face beaming with an expression that simply states, "I am actually here."  It will be the unsolicited and ongoing "Thanks for bringing me, Dad" comment that Leo whispered to me every time we entered a venue, got on to a train or sat down on a bus.  And it will be this young 12-year-old-boy-turning-young-man that fell asleep on my shoulder on each bus and train at the end of a long day of Olympic adventures in Vancouver.

For Leo, he may walk away from these Games with the humble bragging rights of saying, "Yep, I attended the Olympics way back in 2010."  But for me, his simple father, it will forever remain the cherished memory that I was able to share this experience with another person.  And not just any person, but my 12-year-old-boy-turning-young-man-best-friend-in-the-world.  And that is a gold medal memory in any record book.

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Post Note: My friend, I have been very lucky in my life to attend events such as the Olympics.  But there is nothing more valuable than the presence shared with your own children.  Do not simply wait for seemingly great or pivotal events to come along before sharing them with your children.  Be present during each day of their life.  And then, each of those days will forever remain great and pivotal in their lives. 

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More Olympic and Cultural Images of Vancouver, B.C.

Below are posted images from downtown Vancouver; an area frenzied with Olympic fever.  As well, the culture of Canada is found in the most subtle and dynamic manners.

Olympic Fever in Downtown Vancouver

Olympic Fever in Downtown Vancouver

Olympic Fever in Downtown Vancouver

 

Olympic Fever in Downtown Vancouver

Artwork (lower left corner) and Olympic merchandising at every street corner

Olympic Fever in Downtown Vancouver

Canadian culture is found everywhere; even on someone’s balcony deck

Artwork even adorns the downtown Vancouver bus stops

 

A downtown apartment building displays the five traditional Olympic colors

The symbol of the 2010 Vancouver image, the Inukshuk, adorns the waterfront.  In addition to guiding travelers in the remote Arctic, inukshuk sculptures also serve to welcome visitors at the entrances of native villages, campsites, and bays.

For centuries the Inuit have stacked rocks—sometimes into human forms—to create inukshuk, which act as guideposts for people traversing the vast tundra.

The Vancouver 2010 emblem is dubbed Ilanaaq—"friend" in an Inuit language—and is an "eternal expression of the hospitality of a nation that warmly welcomes the people of the world with open arms every day," according to the Vancouver 2010 Web site.

A view of the Olympic Athlete Village across the Waterfront Bay from downtown Vancouver

 

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Cultural and Panoramic Views From Vancouver

It would be very easy to dismiss and minimize the Winter or Summer Olympics as a simple global athletic competition.  While attending my fourth Olympics, I wanted to make sure my son Leo was able to experience more than the overwhelming excitement of the athletic venues.  With each Olympic experience, the Host City will also host a "cultural olympiad" of art, food, song and culture to share with the world.  And Vancouver provided, in my opinion, a wonderful venue in which to immerse oneself in the rich culture – past, present and future – of British Columbia and the greater Canada.  

Below are just a few panoramic and poignant snapshots of these Olympic and cultural venues.  There are more to be shared in upcoming blogs.

Vancouver Olympic Centre (Curling Venue)

Canada Hockey Place (Hockey Venue)

Downtown Olympic Village at Whistler

Cultural Display in Downtown Vancouver (Robson Square Area)

Cultural Display in Downtown Vancouver (Robson Square Area)

Cultural Display in Downtown Vancouver (Robson Square Area)

A Typical Venue Menu of Classical Canadian "Fast Food"

A Reminder of the Danger That Courts Every Olympic Athlete: We were honored to visit and leave our token at the makeshift memorial in Whistler Olympic Village for the young luger who died in a practice run just prior to the Opening Ceremonies.

 

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It’s Anyone’s Game… It’s the World’s Sports

If there was ever a time to relish a pivotal sporting moment in time from a hometown perspective, it would have to be that balmy Sunday afternoon on February 21 in Vancouver, B.C. And if you only had the option to watch it from your living room, it would still be exciting. A fevered pitch was running high across the greater Vancouver area as Canadians from near and far took to every bus line, ferry and Sky Line route to find a seat at a local downtown Vancouver pub by early morning. The puck was going to be dropped at 4:40 pm local Vancouver time and every Canadian man, woman and child planned to witness it.  After the fact, the Canadian news reported it was the most televised sporting event in Canadian history.

As for my son Leo and I, we had already chosen the journey to exit Vancouver and absorb the excitement of the two-man bobsled finals at the Whistler Sliding Centre. But even from that great of a distance from Vancouver, the buzz still filled the alpine streets of Whistler. It was only the greatest game in Canadian hockey history: the United States versus Canada as the Canadian worked their way to the gold medal round of the 2010 Vancouver Olympics. Regardless of what nationality you spoke with, they hesitated to disagree with any Canadian as to the outcome of the hockey game. It was going to be Canada that was victorious. It had to be Canada that was victorious… it is either Gold or nothing at all for these hearty people.

As the sun set over the ridges surrounding Whistler, murmurs had spread up the bobsled route: the United States struck first and scored early. A subdued congratulations was shared among those from the lower 48, as they were surrounded by a sea of red maple leaves.

And then, we heard nothing. No periodic roar from the crowd gathered at the finish line area of the bobsled. No updates from the overhead PA system. No boasting and brimming Canadians. As we headed back to Vancouver via shuttle bus in the early evening, my suspicions were confirmed: the United States had held the lead throughout the entire game. As it grew darker along the Sea-to-Sky throughway, so did the mood in the shuttle bus. It was filled with area residents and few U.S. stragglers. Twenty seconds left and the United States scored for the last time, bringing the score to 5-3. The shuttle bus was silent for the remainder of the two-hour ride back to Vancouver… and we were not about to break that silence.

It was a similar mood when my son Leo and I attended Monday’s hockey semi-final between the United States and Sweden women (photos on right). Washed in a sea of red, the game erupted with a collective audience cheer, “Go Sweden go! Go Sweden go!” Leo asked me, “Why is everyone, including the Canadians, cheering for Sweden?” The answer quickly came from two local couples sitting near us, “Because we are afraid of playing the Americans in the gold medal match.”

Never before have I witnessed such a frantic and collective emotion as I did this past Monday while enjoying the curling (photo top right) and hockey venues and walking the streets of Vancouver.  What the national and international news has been reporting is particularly accurate: so much emphasis had been placed on the Canadian “Own the Podium” campaign over the past months that to bring home anything less than gold would be loss and a waste. And I can’t even begin to imagine the pressure on the Canadian Olympic athletes.

Amidst the overwhelming cheers on the street, “It’s our game (hockey) and no one is going to take it from us!” the Canadian community didn’t seem to absorb the importance of Monday night’s gold medal victory of the Canadian couple in ice dancing.  Ice dancing is a sport that has been overwhelming dominated by USSR (Russia Federation) and can be claimed as "their game."  But no one told the Canadian couple that and they took home the gold.

In a growing global community where athletes train in countries other than their homeland, sports have become more or less universal.  Baseball is not primarily an American sport; basketball (as shown in recent Olympic competition)  is not primarily an American sport and hockey is not solely owned and copyrighted by Canada.  There are others hungry for the sport and the glory – Finland, Sweden, Russia, Germany, Switzerland and the United States – and they need to be reckoned with.  If it is true Olympic competition, there are no copyright to any sport; it’s anyone’s game and it’s the World’s sports.

As we walked the streets of Vancouver on Monday, Canadians would approach us and state, "You must be pretty happy and proud today."  I knew what they were referring to, but I just had to say it: "You bet we are!  We’re walking down the streets of one of the most beautiful cities in North America and enjoying the very best Olympic competition the world has to offer – how could we be anything but happy and proud?"  And with that comment, I’ve endeared myself to our frantic and focused Canadian friends.

Olympic Dreams, Lee

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A Dark Day in the Greater Vancouver Area

Awakening to Day 10 of the 2010 Vancouver Olympics, my son Leo and I set out for our second day of Olympic competition.  But this particular day was much different than yesterday.  It had a very pensive edge to it; as if the fate of the world depended on its outcome.  And then I realized the somberness and anticipation in the air: Canada Men’s Hockey would be playing the United States at 4:40 pm local time.

No matter where Leo and I went in the downtown Vancouver area, there was a sea of red and a forest of maple leaves EVERYWHERE.  I have never seen such collective national pride in one’s country or one’s national pasttime, but we were in the very midst of it.

We needed to pick up our tickets to tomorrow’s Women’s Semi-Final Hockey Game (yes, we have tickets to the USA vs. Sweden!), so we made our way to the GE Plaza before catching our train to the suburbs of Vancouver.  It is in those suburbs where we would catch our shuttle to the Whistler Men’s Two-Man Bobsled Finals.  To see our journey and some of the magnificent bobsled competition on Whistler, go to: www.youtube.com/watch.

Having never witnessed a bobsled competition up close but always wanting to compete in such an event, I was speechless and ecstatic at the same time.  To mix Olympic competition among the spruce, snow and vistas of British Columbia is simply intoxicating.

Throughout the competition and venue, Leo and I would receive word from other American spectators, "The US just scored against the Canadians!"  While I was excited to keep up with the progress of the game, I also didn’t want to display a strong sense of bravado so as to draw attention to my nationality.  These Canadians are extremely committed to their sports and especially hockey, almost beyond the state of obsession.

Following an absolutely wonderful afternoon of bobsledding, it was a VERY long and quiet shuttle back to Vancouver, as the Canadians lost to the Americans in ice hockey by a score of 5 to 3.  We decided to circumvent the downtown area on the way back to our hotel… simply as a precaution (smile).

For those considering Vancouver during the non-Olympic time of the year, it is most definitely an area to visit again and again.  As for our Canadian friends in the greater Vancouver area, you couldn’t ask for more friendly volunteers and hosts… just be sure to catch them on a day when they haven’t lost a hockey game.

Olympic Dreams, Lee

 

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Hello From Vancouver! FINALLY!

Hello from Vancouver and the 21st Winter Olympiad!  After four years of planning and preparing, my son Leo and I are finally in this beautiful city of the 2010 Olympic competition.

As I write this blog, it is presently 1:18 am Pacific Time – that would make it 3:18 am Central Time.  The adrenaline is surely flowing in these late/early hours…

We had a rather uneventful day, which is a "positive," when it came to flight itinerary and schedule.  Flying from Fargo to Chicago to Vancouver took up most of the day, with Leo and I arriving to Vancouver around 6:00 pm Pacific Time.

I was able to strike up a conversation with a kindly middle-aged woman from Sweden; more specifically, she hails from the northern town of Sundsval.  Her first trip out of Sweden?  "No," she explained, "I visited Los Angeles in 1983 for a few days."  Her first time at the Olympics?  "Why yes it is," she further explained, "and it’s for a very special reason."  It turns out her daughter is Erica Uden Johansson, No. 13 on the Swedish Women’s Hockey Team.  The very same team that will face the USA Women’s Hockey Team in the Semi-Finals on Monday at 12:00 noon Pacific Time at the Canada Hockey Place.

"I have only sent her one email since she left for Vancouver," she stated, "and it was only to ask about the weather and to tell her that I am proud of her."  As a concerned mother, she was not very happy with Canada’s pounding of Sweden in the February 17 match.  Ranked fourth in the world coming into the Olympics, Sweden and Eric (No. 13) – and her mother and father – will face the United States team on Monday.  And Leo and I will be present as well… it’s a very small world these days.

As for the rest of our journey today, we arrived to Vancouver at approximately 6:00 pm, literally spent 5 minutes in Customs and were on the Canada Line and to our hotel in under ten minutes more.  You have to love it when the host country is able to work out all the bugs in a somewhat finely tuned Olympic presentation.

We were able to pick up all our remaining venue tickets, check into our room and back out the door to ride the Canada Line one more time to downtown Vancouver.  Arriving at our exit, Yaletown Roundhouse, we were greeted with throngs of happy people on the streets (it seems most of them were sporting Canadian wear).  Pedestrian travel was relatively easy (and joyous, judging by the photo of me with crazed fans above) through the downtown and to our venue, the Canada Hockey Place, where we watched the men’s hockey teams from Germany and Belarus battle it out at the bottom of their pool, Group C.  Although they don’t seem to have the finesse of many of the other Olympic hockey contenders, it didn’t mean the game wasn’t exciting and the audience wasn’t fired up.  After all, it is the Olympics and everyone cheers for everyone.  Don’t believe me?  Check out the following YouTube I posted of our journey today and this evening’s game:  www.youtube.com/watch

Literally being on a plane and on our feet from 6 am until 12 am (Central Time), my son Leo could only last two periods.  We took the next Canada Line ride back to our hotel as Belarus (the crowd’s favorite underdog) went on to beat Germany 5 to 3.  And Leo didn’t stay awake long enough to hear me say "good night."  It’s a great day at the Olympics when you’re with your son and your best friend.

Tomorrow we had hoped to strike out to the Whistler Sliding Centre to witness the two-man bobsleigh finals but only to find out – due to unseasonably warm weather – that the event will be postponed 2.5 hours.  We still plan on going but will have to alter our evening schedule in downtown Vancouver.  It’s the nature of such Olympic presentations and journeys – it can and will be highly fluid.  In the meantime, that means a later wake-up call for us and a chance to relieve some of the jet lag of today.

I will do my best to update this blog each evening, but phone coverage is spotty at best just over the Canadian border and it just seems to get worse as you head into Vancouver and into the mountains.

POST NOTE: I truly understand the concern of a parent for their child, even if none of mine are presently competing in the Olympics.  Was there anything I could do to ease this mother’s mind about her daughter’s performance on Monday against the United States?  Not really, but I did give her a "Team USA Vancouver 2010" bandana to take home for herself or her daughter.  As I told her on the flight when we parted ways, "We may be aggressive and assertive in the United States, but we’re not heartless.  Go Team USA!"

ATHLETE ALERT:  Did we see Apolo Ohno or Shaun White on the streets or in the venues of Vancouver?  Sorry to say, no.  But we were just down the row, at the hockey game, from the aerial ski athlete from Belarus.  A nice young man who simply wanted to "cheer on my guys" on the ice.  Such is the Olympic spirit, even among the athletes.

Signing off with Olympic Dreams at 1:53 am Pacific Time, Lee

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The Time For Vancouver Is Almost Here…

Friends and Family:

The 2010 Olympics have been occurring for almost a week and when I meet one of you on the streets of Fargo, I have usually heard, "So, you’re back from Vancouver already?" or "When do you leave?"  As much as I would love to be in Vancouver for two complete weeks of Olympic competition, I have chosen three solid days of Olympic competition in which to attend (so as to not disrupt my son’s school schedule too much).  

For those of you wanting to follow the photos and videos I posted from those days, here are the web locations:

Blogging:  www.areavoices.com/olympic2010

Photos:  www.hoedlshaven.com/2010VANCOUVER

YouTube:  www.youtube.com/leehoedl  (I will try – depending on time available – to post personally filmed footage from the events and celebrations we attend – more updates later)

As for our travel and event schedule to and in Vancouver, here it finally is:

Saturday, February 20

6:00 pm – Arrive to Vancouver and Checked In

9:00 pm – Men’s Hockey (Germany vs. Belarus)

Sunday, February 21

9:00 am – Shuttle to Whistler Sliding Centre

1:30 – 4:30 pm – Men’s Two-Man Bobsled Finals (Whistler)

7:00 pm – Men’s Hockey (Sweden vs. Finland), Medal Ceremonies and Downtown Vancouver Olympic Celebrations

Monday, February 22

9:00 – 12:00 noon – Men’s Curling

2:00 – 5:00 pm – Women’s Curling

7:00 pm – Women’s Hockey and Downtown Vancouver Olympic Celebrations

Tuesday, February 23

Morning – Men’s Hockey (tentative)

Return to Fargo

Look for us at the events on television – we’ll be the two very loud Americans decked out in USA and Canadian Olympic wear!

Olympic Dreams, Lee
 

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Faster, Higher, Stronger

The Winter Games of the 21st Olympiad continue on, full of surprises, disappointments and most assuredly, drama. The 2621 athletes from 82 countries competing in 84 different winter events came to Vancouver, B.C. with a singular mantra: Citius, Altius, Fortius.

 It is the Olympic motto, which translated from Latin means "Faster, Higher, Stronger." The motto was proposed by Pierre de Coubertin, founder of the Modern Olympic Games, on the creation of the International Olympic Committee in 1894. De Coubertin borrowed it from his friend Henri Didon, a Dominican priest who, amongst other things, was an athletics enthusiast. Folklore has it that the phrase had been engraved on the main entrance to the Ancient Olympic Games.

If you’ve been watching any coverage of the 2010 Winter Games then you are bombarded with names and faces of those Olympians favored for medals in all events. The Lindsey Vonns and the Shaun Whites are talk of the Olympics, as it should be. But what of all the remaining 2369 (out of 2621) athletes who will never make the medal stand, never mentioned on a national network and will only go home with memories of one of the greatest experiences of their life?

It’s my belief that this motto is meant especially for these 2369 athletes and all the athletes that attempted to qualify for a place on each country’s Olympic team. In fact, it may as well be the mantra for any of us that attempt any physical activity. Notice the motto does not say "Faster Than, Higher Than, Stronger Than" and it does not say "Fastest, Highest, Strongest." It simply states "Faster, Higher, Stronger."

A couple years ago I found myself entertaining the idea of participating in a triathlon. The only thing that held me back from participating was the mindset that I had to be in my best physical condition before I could even enter an event. It wasn’t until I spoke with an older gentleman (age 59) who told me, "I usually come in at the very end of the race every time, but the most important thing is that I feel stronger or finish just a little bit faster than my last race." And sure enough, as I crossed the finish line of my first triathlon, there was a huge crowd (composed of spectators and even those triathletes that came in ahead of me) cheering me across the line… just because I was finishing. And since that moment, I have logged my cycling miles, tracked my running miles and journaled my swimming strokes – with a lot less attention on those around me.  And it is in similar fashion that I run marathons and ultras.

As my father would say, "There will always be someone better and worse than you. And on any given day, you could be the first or the last one in the race. The important thing is if you’re a better you than you were yesterday." And since that first triathlon, I’ve kept this focus in mind. And it’s made all the difference. I just keep looking forward and focus my efforts on being just a little bit faster, higher and stronger… either in body or spirit.

So here’s to you in all your endeavors, my friend, that your efforts are faster, higher and stronger than they were yesterday. In the spirit of all Olympic efforts (either at home or on the playing field), that’s all that matters… strive Faster, seek Higher, and forge Stronger. When the accolades and applause are silenced, that’s all that matters.

Olympic Dreams, Lee

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