I Love Phelps for Sentimental Reason

We didn’t catch the Olympic fever until we heard that Phelps was beaten by a guy called loch-tee and didn’t even get to stand on the podium. Since then the roommate and I, although it would most likely mess our body clocks up just like the days of Euro–blah, would wake up at 2.30 am (thank you GMT + 7) to cheer­ him like crazy (as it matters), waking everyone in the house up, every time his face appears on TV. We still Phelieve, pokoknya PHELPS MUST WIN.

Sodara bukan, kenal kagak, ganteng banget juga nggak, bahkan cenderung kayak gorilla, but why do we love Phelps so much?

4 years ago, on the starting weeks of 2nd year of college, both of us had just moved in to an old, dark, dirty, and dusty apartment, but, we got a nearly broken but still functioning TV! So we were gladly able to catch a glimpse of Beijing Olympics in the midst of classes and piling homeworks. Our favorite? Swimming. For some obvious reasons of course. And we were amazed by this guy who swims like a merman leaving everyone else behind. He turned up to be a sensation, and now, the most decorated Olympian ever, and we, are fans.

So I suppose, watching his triumphs again in London reminds us of that happy, cloud number nine period of life, when we were still able to refer to those swimmers as ‘koko-koko berdada bidang’ and not berondongs. And apart from being so good in pool, (dan meskipun kaya gorilla), tapi senyumnya juga manis dan nampaknya orangnya penyayang deh.

So, Michael. This might be your last Olympic but again, we still Phelieve you're not done yet. Sampai jumpa di PON XVIII! *Carly Rae Jepsen playing*