She shoots, she scores, and the crowd goes wild!!!

Sorry. Wrong sports metaphor. Wrong season too. Umm, how about this instead ...

"And the baton is passed without incident. Our fearless anchor races to complete the last leg of the relay. Nothing can stop her -- not fatigue, not dehydration, not even the splitty single ply Lopi yarn she used for seaming!"



(Yeah, that's me, receiving the blanket from Gurukarm, and rushing off to go add some borders. Because, as Katie says "I didn't think it was that small"!)

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And, while we're at it ... here is another fearless Knitting Olympian, looking a bit fatigued.


Jim: "We return to the Women's Lounge, where top athlete Rhonda is looking a bit fatigued."

Bob: "No, Jim, I'm not sure that she's wearing a look of fatigue...."

Jim: "Not fatigue? What is it then? There is certainly something not quite right with Rhonda. By the way, did you know that she has 48 grandchildren? And one great grandchild on the way? And she learned to crochet at the age of 19?"

[Segue into cheesy human interest segment. Use your imagination ... although, there is definitely an interview with DH, who naively admits that he has no idea how much he has spent on Rhonda's training equipment since she joined up with The Knitters. He thinks it might be a couple of hundred dollars, though. Ha ha ha ha ha .... ]

Bob: "Now, back to the action in the fair isle event of the Knitting Olympics. Jim, we were discussing Rhonda and her entry in this competition. Look closely ... the vast expanse of fair isle that she has traversed. The hand to the brow. The wild look in her eyes..."

Jim: "Oh yes, now I can tell. And Bob, let me tell you ... I've seen this before. Many a great athlete has succumbed to the demands of the fair isle event, and Rhonda is no different. Although, she's making a valient attempt to hide her symptoms and push on, on behalf of team MIT, we can tell."

Bob : "Yes, Jim, Rhonda is suffering from Post Traumatic STEEK Disorder."

Jim: "Well, Bob, I hope she can recover quickly, as she has a bit of finishing yet to go."

Bob: "Let's go down to the floor and talk to her trainers."

[Bob tentatively knocks on the door to the Women's Lounge, wondering if he needs to dress in drag to get in. Lucky for him, the friendly knitters of MIT open the door for him. Gosh darn, nobody else knows the code, why should we expect him to?]

Jess: "Well, Bob. We think Rhonda can make a speedy recovery. She plans on resting up, drinking some nice merlot, and eating several high-quality chocolates tonight. She should be back in shape tomorrow."

Mafia: "Yes, red wine and chocolate should do the trick. This afternoon, Rhonda has headed back home to her office where she can send several non-work-related emails and flog Paula with a braided i-cord. I expect that will help her perk up significantly. We should see a stellar performance from Rhonda over the last few days of the event."

Bob: "Well, there you have it, Jim. A case of Post Traumatic Steek Disorder, but our athlete is on the mend."

Jim: "Tune in tomorrow night at 8 to see if the wine and chocolate worked. We will continue our coverage of the Knitting Olympics, fair isle and relay events, tomorrow night at 8pm."