Bode Miller, Jerk.
Am I the only one who thinks that Bode Miller is narcissistic jerk?
I surely hope not. Miller is supposed to be a world-class athlete. He’s supposed to be here representing not only himself, but his country. What he did instead was treat the Olympic Games like his very own party, screw up badly in every event he entered, and show not one whit of sorrow for looking like an absolute chump and being a pathetic representative of his country.
I like the Olympic Games. I was very much looking forward the the US Ski Team giving the best skiiers of the world some serious competition and maybe coming home with a small handful of medals. I was looking forward to Miller facing off against the best in the world and showing everyone that we have some pretty damned good competitors here in the United States.
Instead, I got the patchouli-intensive version of Spuds McKenzie.
Hell, I could have fared better on the slopes and I’m a fat guy whose never spent a second in a pair of skis.
Here are a couple steaming chunks of Miller wisdom.
“I just did it my way. I’m not a martyr, and I’m not a do-gooder. I just want to go out and rock. And man, I rocked here,” Miller said in an exclusive interview with The Associated Press soon after he skidded off the slalom course in his fifth and final race, completing an 0-for-the-Olympics.
Rocked? Well, hey. He didn’t actually finish three of the races he entered and the best he did was fifth.
Rocked? Well, if by “rocked” he meant “stunk up the joint so bad that even skunks attached clothespins to his nose”, then yeah. He definitely rocked.
So what was he doing these whole Games instead of…you know…competing? Guess.
Go on. I bet you get it in one. I’ll wait.
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What’s that? Partied you say? You win a prize!!
“Me, it’s been an awesome two weeks,” Miller said. “I got to party and socialize at an Olympic level.”
I hope that everyone who fronted Miller the money to train, travel to, and compete in these Olympics demands their money back. I hope his sponsors drop him like a red-hot rock.
Better yet, I suggest we add a new word to our vocabularies. From this day on, “to Bode” will mean to fail so badly and obliviously that you can’t even recognize that you screwed the pooch in front of the entire planet.
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I ran into him at the Steadman Hawkins Clinic in Vail. I had heard he was 6' 2" and a big guy. So I saw Bode Miller's head on this little guy's body. It's a toss-up to me if he's even 6' and he seemed kind of hyper. He thinks he's clever or smart. He's really a smart-ass. Kind of what you'd expect from a hick from New Hampshire or Maine with their sophomoric answers which they see as cute. I doubt if you'd want to know him. There's not much there.
No you're not alone. He seems like a big jerk!
I am ashamed he is from NH. My home state.
Bill I find your comment pretty rude. Most people from NH are very sweet and kind and not full of sophomoric answers. I am excluding the Mont Vernon murder teens from that statement.