We were on the edge of our seats. Michael Phelps was poised to win his 8th gold medal. It was the men's 4x100 relay and the final swimming event for America's Golden Boy. Aaron Piersol (backstroke), Brendan Hansen (breast stroke), Michael Phelps (butterfly), and Jason Lezak (freestyle) were America's best chances for the gold medal. The backstroke was first. The swimmers took their mark and then they were off. Piersol was neck and neck with the Australian swimmer. I didn't breathe. The USA was going strong and trying to hold off their biggest threat, the swimmers from down under. Hansen did his laps and then it was Phelp's turn. He did what he does best - swam his little speedo-ed heart out. All he could do was watch as Jason Lezak dove into the pool to complete his anchor leg of the relay. Lezak swam with lightning speed and barely edged out the Australian swimmer to take the gold medal for the US team. Phelps was beyond excited as I imagine I might be if I happened to win 8 medals in one Olympic games event.
Mr. Baseball and I were so proud of our boy. I cheered and we watched eagerly awaiting the dramatic gold medal crowning of the four best swimmers in the country.
Just before they were presented the gold medals, the "Official Olympic People" acknowledged Michael Phelps for winning his 8 great golds. They also handed him what looked like the case diplomas come in, but clearly this was no diploma. There was silence as Mr. Baseball and I waited to see what it was.
All of a sudden the silence was broken.
In his great, perfectly timed one-liner fashion, Mr. Baseball said (in a robotic voice)...
"Its a gift certificate to Applebee's!".
And there you have it folks. I'm sure that as soon as his little tuckuss lands in America, Phelps will take his gift certificate and head of over to Applebee's for some good eats.
Never mind those million dollar endorsement deals, its all about some grub - and all courtesy of those fine folks over at the IOC (International Olympic Committee).
Monday, August 18, 2008
eatin' good in the neighborhood
Posted by Caroline at 12:00 AM
Labels: a good laugh, real life stories
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10 coins in my pocket:
Since I read that Michael eats 12,000 calories a day, I bet he could eat through the whole menu at Applebees :)!
Loved your vacation pictures. Redhead looks so sweet on the beach! And I find it cute that Mr. Baseball swims in his shirt and baseball hat---kind of like he just fell in the water :)! Not that we'd want to see him in a speedo or anything----seeing waaaaay too many of those with the Olympics :)!
Have a GREAT week!!!
And here I was, thinking that you were going to talk about me and my family again, but NO....it is all about Mikie! I can totally hear Mr Baseball doing that, something Manly Man would have done too! Love you!
Actually, I wrote that post for Manly Man...I guess maybe I should clarify that?
So glad I'd swallowed my sip of coffee--'cause I would've spewed it all over Miss Pretty Pink here.
Yeah, Phelps needs to be eatin' good in the neighborhood...Applebee's could get some major promotion out of this!
Yes I can comment three times in a row on the same post and two comments having nothing to do with the post thank you very much! I read your comment wrong, so disregard the second comment here! Love you!
A gold medal and a hamburger...what more could an olympian ask for??
Oh yeah, I wonder if he's as cheap as me and only goes for happy hour?
Mr. Baseball sounds just like my husband with the perfectly timed one-liners......smart alecks they are!
I just came from Blog around the World looking for bloggers in NC. My husband has a job offer with a company there and it looks like we may be moving across the US (we are in washington state).
Awesome!
I started to second guess that that's really what it was and I just didn't pay close enough attention. I think I'm gullible. Thanks for re-affirming that.
That was hysterical! They never did show us what was in the box.
Hmmm.
Hilarious! And Yea Michael!!!
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