I confess: I was 10 years old when the Magnificent Seven won gold in Atlanta and was a total fangirl. I had already been a bit of a gymnastics nut, but their win threw me over the edge. There may even have been a tour that I went too and was surrounded by young screaming gymnasts... I was all about Shannon, Moceanu and Awesome Dawesome. Instead of the usual montage clip where we can watch Kerri's vault for the millionth time and debate whether or not she needed to vault again (and didn't her teammates wind up hating her for the attention she got...), I've decided to post one of my favorite columns about gymnastics.
This is from Cintra Wilson's column, The Awful Truth, which appeared in Salon.
Gymnastics - As Wrong As Veal