You may recall that my boys were not impressed with the opening ceremonies (I was, even the part that NBC left out), something that I mistakenly took as general disinterest in the Olympics. I was wrong. It turns out that my boys love watching the Olympics, and as such we have been staying up so late that they may as well be airing live.
Last night we were rooting for Michael Phelps in his bid for godlike medal consumption when we saw South African Chad Le Clos beat his American counterpart by one billionth of a nanosecond, and the crowd cheered as they are prone to do.
However, there was one man that was so overcome with emotion that he didn’t cheer so much as hide himself within the folds of a flag while he waited for that nanosecond — that nanosecond that passed like thick molasses through the eye of an hourglass, to finish its suspenseful blink and crown his son the winner.
And you have never seen a father so proud.
Sitting on our couch I looked at my boys, draped in faux medals and dreaming of Olympic glory, and I watched Bert Le Clos wear on his sleeve a brand of adulation so sincere and genuine that I wanted to reach through the screen and hug the guy.
This is a dad that loves his kid, and it is fantastic:
Congratulations to Chad Le Clos on winning gold, and congratulations to Bert for getting it right.
Video from BBC via YouTube
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