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My new location was one section to the left of the ramp the athletes careened down, up high, near the center of the north side of the stadium. Most importantly, I was in that seat well before the dramatic entrance of the U.S. team. If that doesn't make you get serious chills on top of your goose bumps, you need to see a coroner....you may be dead.
Being in the stadium meant that I did not see individual athletes. Michael Johnson and Teresa Edwards looked just like Joe and Jane America from my seat. Although most of these athletes compete as indiviuals, this was a team, OUR team, and the moment was electric.......
And then the big moment....the arrival of the flame and the lighting of the cauldron....you're just one click away....
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