Usain Bolt

If you've been watching this summer's Olympics, you had to notice a marvel named Usain Bolt. After his world-record wins, IOC president Jacques Rogge took it upon himself to single Bolt out for criticism.

Why? In Rogge's words: "I understand the joy. He might have interpreted it in another way but the way it was perceived was 'catch me if you can’. You don’t do that. But he’ll learn. He’s still a young man."

Dude, it's a foot race...literally! "Catch me if you can"? That's the point! Bolt can do that, did do that (gloriously, thank you very much), and, most of all, should do that.

Yes, Bolt is still a young man and he should learn...to dismiss the likes of Rogge.

Specifically, dismiss that ugly idea that deems it important to hide your pride. What made Bolt a joy to watch was his joy, his wonderfully unabashed joy in discovering just how great he really is at running. To watch him marveling at his own extreme ability, to see him have the time to do that before he even finished the freakin' sub-10 second race was a, well, marvel, a joyous one. God bless him.

Bolt, in the name of the best within you, to hell with Rogge. Keep running incredibly fast as long as you can. But most of all, keep beaming with unrestrained pride every time you win. You earned it!