In my waking hours, I was thinking of how tonight will most likely be the last time we get to see the greatness of Michael Phelps swim in the Olympics. I was wondering what stupid question the interviewer will ask him this time. Seriously, do interviewers have to attend a special class to learn how to ask moronic questions? I wondered if it will be the "What legacy do you want to leave behind?" or the "How do you feel?" I realized, that just for once, I don't really care about hearing how Micheal Phelps feels. I would just love it if the interviewer was to not ask him a single question, but make him listen to tell him how I feel.
I would tell him thank you.
Thank you, Michael, for years of training and dedication to bring Americans a feeling of huge pride in your accomplishments. Thank you Micheal, for showing everyone that depression is evil. Teaching us that it can take down the very best, and even the greatest of the great sometimes have to ask for help from God and the people who serve Him to kick depression to the curb. By watching you struggle through depression, drug abuse, and suicidal thoughts, then seeking help, setting goals and once again accomplishing greatness, you have given many a sense of hope and power to accomplish dreams. The medals are nice, but I'm talking about confidence, knowledge of your self worth, and fulfilled dreams of a family full of love. You did it Micheal. Regardless of the outcome tonight, We are so very very proud of you.
PC: Sports Illustrated