INDIANAPOLIS -- A brief timeout here, at the Indianapolis Motor Speedway, from qualifying for the Brickyard 400 tomorrow.
(Joey Logano's on the pole right now. Aric Amirola's second quickest. Tune in later for more).
Anyway .... on to today's Olympic moment.
No, it's not the collapse of the Great Showdown in the men's 400 IM between Ryan Lochte and Michael Phelps, which never came off. Lochte won, Phelps finished out medal range in fourth. So much for the hype.
The moment for me so far was not that, nor the Queen "parachuting" into the opening ceremonies last night, nor Sir Paul McCartney bringing down the house with "Hey, Jude," nor Rowan Atkinson, aka Mr. Bean, performing send-up of the beach-running scene in "Chariots of Fire."
What struck me, as it always does, were those moments last night when all those tiny countries we never hear about got to march into the stadium behind their flags. It's meaningful to everyone, those moments, but even more so for nations who never get to stand in the world's spotlight except for every four years at the Olympics.
Goose Bump City.