This morning opened early with the traditional production pep rally, a distilled but frankly inspiring 4 hour primer on the does and don'ts on NBC sports: Tell the story, don't over-reach in speculation, let the big moments play, and don't cheer for the Americans. We are to be impartial journalists. They showed the opening tease for the Games which was beautiful... truly gorgeous, poignant, wish-I'd-thought-of-that stuff. Also a couple of features that, again, seemed outstanding: a piece on the role Canadians played housing rerouted plane passengers on 9/11 (I know, what's that got to do with Olympics... try to watch it and not well up) and profile on Norwegian downhiller Askel Svindal who I will now most certainly be cheering for. You will too if you see it.
Much of our programming will go straight to the daytime show which is being produced by Sam
Flood who was a couple of years behind me at Williams and whose name I have often heard but whose hand I had never official shaken until yesterday. The main hosts on the daytime show are Al (do you believe in miracles) Michaels and Mary Carillo. A dinner was arranged with Al, Mary and the group from ski jumping/xc- Al T., Matt V., Chad, and me- something to build the "chemisry". It worked. A very nice restaurant- Bear Foot Bistro- with a zealot owner: a showman named Andre who had many tricks up his
sleeve including a wine cellar with lessons in opening champagne bottles with a champagne glass (see video) and a walk-in freezer where, once donned in Norwegian Naval coats, shots of vodka were distributed (see photo). As good as the food and drink were they could not compare to hearing Al Michaels recount everything from 1980 hockey to Howard Cosell to Roone Arledge to Art Devlin.All eyes and ears at the table in one direction, drawn unnoticed to some gap in the space/time continuum, a place we never knew existed and certainly could never return to.
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