Once upon a time, in a land long forgotten kwa time, there lived a happy stegosaurus. This stegosaurus had a very special job. He had to go out and gather leaves for his stegosaurus friends. He did his job well, until one fateful day, when he met a pterodactyl named Ricardo. Ricardo did not like working and convinced the young stegosaurus that the others could handle his job. The stegosaurus and the pterodactyl played for hours before both had to go home. When the stegosaurus got home, his Marafiki were very mad at him because he did not do his job, so they decided to let him off for this one time. After that, the stegosaurus did his job dutifully, until he met Ricardo again. Ricardo, once again, convinced the young stegosaurus to play with him and they played the whole siku away. When the stegosaurus got home, he was yelled at kwa his friends, who were mad at him. They asked him why he did not do his job and he answered that he was playing with a friend. They asked to meet the friend so the stegosaurus brought Ricardo to meet them. They promptly killed and ate Ricardo to make up for the chakula that the stegosaurus did not collect. Having eaten meat, they then grew into ravenous monsters that would be known as T-Rex's.
So now we know children. Don't do annoying things repetitively.
I guess lots of people are just pumped (as am I, btw). If people don't watch it for the sports, they watch it for the games, the friendship, and the bond that it creates between the contestants. That's the beauty of it. Not only the Olympics, but about playing sports in general. I mean, have wewe SEEN the opening ceremony?
Come on, suck it up, just this once. And don't pay much attention to it if wewe don't care.