An article about the greatness of the winter Olympic games and all the magical moments they bring every time they come around.
Once again (it being 2010) the time is upon us for the winter Olympics and all the thrilling moments they bring us from the grace of figure skating to the speed of skiing yet in all this I have always found it incredible how many sports can be provided by just two elements. These being ice and snow which compose the essence of what is required for a sport to be considered of the winter variety. It is this factor which in my opinion makes the winter Olympics special as one can see what unites all these sports that have been placed in the same category.
I however for my part have always enjoyed the winter Olympics as being more than just a sporting event but a wonderland of ice and snow which at times makes everything seem as if it is taking place in a magical kingdom. All as if a fairytale as one can see athletes becoming characters of color in their winter clothes that stand out so brightly in the back drop of forest and mountains blanketed by the white of the season; so picturesque as to resemble the loveliest of paintings. Naturally as in any other tale there are many stories unfolding in front of our eyes of not only drama but tension that includes the sacrifice and dedication displayed by those who are present to display the sport they take so much pride in performing. As it is here where we witness in some the ecstasy of victory along with the suffering of those who were not able to accomplish their goals yet in all there are not any who in truth have been defeated for at the end theirs too is one of passion in the pure beauty that is winter. This specially applying to those whose sport puts them up against not only their rivals but the elements which make up this sometimes harsh season of the year that includes the bitter cold .
In all honest I can not declare to have a favorite sport in these Olympics though my taste does lean more toward those events on ice such as the grace and elegance of figure skating which at times reminds me of the ballet along with the force and power of hockey. It being this last sport that has given me some great memories that include the now famous US victory against the then heavily favorite Soviet Union of 1980 along with the sheer delight felt by the Swedish team when in 1994 they claimed their first Olympic gold in this sport; so revered in that country to the North. This being so evident by their fans who made the event more colorful with not only their flags but the clothes that so clearly showed how much they supported their country.
Regarding figure skating it is here where we can see another form of art that includes music which moves bodies, seemingly as if gliding on air in sequences to resemble the most delicate of ballets yet all in competition to bring out the courage within as was the case with Oksana Baiul in 94. It being then that this brave Ukrainian fought injury and with splendor was able to deliver her nation its first ever Olympic gold medal after having gained its independence.
In conclusion I would like to say that though the winter Olympics do not enjoy the popularity of their summer counterpart, they hold no less in the shape of emotions and passions of not only those who participate but those who come to encourage victory to them who represent their country. All of which taking place in settings of such natural beauty to rival any other; as to create a wonderful world of fantasy for all who simply wish to share in the glory that celebrates not only sports but humanity.
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