Usain Bolt undoubtedly makes a living wage winning Olympic gold medals in glamour events and on the endorsements that accompany them.
But wouldn't it be interesting to see him go deep? You imagine what the guy would look like in a helmet and pads? With his speed and personality he'd have to be a wide receiver.
Cam Newton tends not to underthrow receivers, but Bolt, 25, might be the exception. At 6-5, he'd make an interesting target. I have no idea if he can catch. He might not know. Even if he can't, he'd be a tremendous decoy.
At Panther training camp there's not much time to watch the Olympics. So it was great to return to Charlotte this weekend and catch the end of swimming and the beginning of track and field.
The one boxer I want to watch, a welterweight out of Texas named Errol Spence Jr., was eliminated 13-11 by an Indian boxer named Krishan Vikas. Spence had won his first fight; now, like all eight of his U.S. teammates, he was out.
The U.S. protested the decision, complaining that Vikas engaged in more holding than a lineman trying to stick to an NFL roster. The decision was overturned.
Spence has talent. But U.S. boxing is in the tank. In 2008 the team won only a bronze.
I went to the Sydney Olympics in 2000 and the team's superheavyweight was Charlotte's Calvin Brock. Brock's coach, his father Calvance, was not allowed to work with him. In fact, he watched Calvin's opening fight sitting next to me in the press section far from ringside. Nobody knew Calvin the way the his father did. But Calvance had no access or input.
I expected brilliant national coaches. But at that time, at least, politics and perseverance -- who paid the most dues working with amateurs -- determined who led the team.
Everybody was expected to fight the same way. Be aggressive, attack, stay busy, stay busy, stay busy.
I got so sick of hearing "Stay busy" that I asked a coach why he kept repeating it.
"What am I supposed to say?"" the coach said.
Brock was eliminated in his first fight against a veteran Italian.
I had a blast in Sydney covering sports I knew and sports I had never seen.
Fencing was gallant; it was as if fencers from Italy and France were fighting for their country, gold and a princess.
Race walking was comical. Mall moms might give them a run, but they're not allowed to run.
Team handball was unfathomable.
Swimming was as big as the NFL is here.
Every day I'd see kangaroos outside the complex in which I stayed. I'd see them in the morning on the way to the bus or train. They made my greyhound seem energetic. I told one of the locals that kangeroos were a fraud, that on TV they jump around,but in real life they're sloths.
They come out at night, he said.
Do they box? If so, I know a country that could use them.