I love Chicago. I love the Olympics. Put the two together and it will be come a treasured event of life. My family and I have been Olympics junkies our whole lives. It’s a great celebration of the human spirit. There are so many really great cities in this world. To have the Olympics in my hometown in my lifetime with my daughter who would be nine years old in 2016 would be really special.
Tomorrow at about 11:55 a.m. the International Olympic Committee will announce who will be the host of the 2016 Summer Olympic Games (The voting process begins at 10 a.m.) I’d say more than anything I’m scared. Actually, I honestly and confidently think Chicago has a really, really great shot for various reasons most of which I won’t elaborate on because it would make this post way too long and I’m currently catching my wife’s cold. (Actually I just posted some detailed reasons in the comments section below. Screw my cold.) Chicago is a great, great city that has done a great job showcasing itself (beautiful marketing campaign). Much of the world falsely sees Chicago as a giant dumpy, dirty meat factory in the middle of the sleepy midwest. It’s time for the world to learn how tremendous Chicago truly is. Given Chicago’s unique environment, the 2016 Olympic games is poised to be the most beautiful sporting event ever held… only if the games come to my sweet home Chicago.