Looking back and moving on
What a run it’s been. I don’t know where to start, now that it’s over. Ups and downs, frustrations and elations, surprises and expectations, it was a little bit of everything.
As a distant observer who occasionally woke up at 2:30 a.m. to watch the results in real time on the web, I have to say that it was awesome how fast the reporting happened. Even so, I caught myself hitting the reload button when the auto-refresh wasn’t happening fast enough for my taste.
I was excited to watch my friends and competitors as they won and lost. Surprisingly, often I managed to guess the value of the next arrow when I couldn’t even see the archer or the venue. People in the surrounding apartments must have wondered what was going on as I yelled incoherent encouragement at my computer screen.
And they didn’t get to hear the strangest ones. Before and after the matches, I would text-message inspirational epithets such as “Today you make Magnus into Minimus.”




