I know the “London Calling,” is an anti-London punk song, but I have not other title for my Olympic fever.

For a couple weeks, every two years, it seems like everyone is a sports fan, rooting for someone and cheering for everybody. I am excited about the London Olympics, if for nothing more, than I got to see some of the setup. But as a working stiff in America, I will be tuning in on friday evening for my recorded “live” open ceremonies.