I love the Olympics. No ifs, ands, or buts. Flat out I love the Olympics. I consume huge amounts of coverage, my Tivo groans under the metric butt-ton of programming I tell it to record. I make time in my day to watch all of that programming, I even watch some of the puff pieces that get tossed into the coverage. Not all of them, but some of them. I watch more TV during the two weeks of the Olympics than I do all the rest of the year. Thankfully it only comes once every two years. With the 2010 Winter Games in my backyard practically, I would have been absolutely bereft if I had not gotten a chance to go.