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DETROIT FREE PRESS
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980212
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Thursday, February 12, 1998
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METRO FINAL
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SPT; SPORTS
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1
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MITCH ALBOM
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WINTER OLYMPICS
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Copyright (c) 1998, Detroit Free Press
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O CANNABIS! WHO'LL SMOKE A MAPLE LEAF?
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NAGANO, Japan -- Is it just me, or are you watching these Olympic Games and wondering whether
you stumbled upon "MTV's Winter Hot Tub Party" by mistake?
  
You have aerial skiers with blue streaks in their hair, flipping like pancakes
to rock 'n' roll music. Mogul skiers blitzing down Olympic-sized bumps, then
shouting, "We're stoked!" Short-track speedskaters banging bodies like Roller
Derby, and Rollerbladers-turned-speedskaters with pierced tongues and tattoos.

I don't want to say these are not your parents' Olympics, but if Sonja Henie
were in Nagano, she'd be jumping into a mosh pit.
  
TRADITIONAL VICTORY SPEECH: "I am happy to win for my country."
  
1998 VICTORY SPEECH: "Uh, like, this is for the dudes back at Whistler -- YOU
ROCK!"
  
And now, just as your ears were getting used to the heavy metal, here comes a
major bummer of a news flash: Canada's Ross Rebagliati, the inaugural Olympic
snowboarding champion -- yes, I said snowboarding, a sport that dates back at
least a month and a half -- had his medal stripped because they found
marijuana in his system.
  
Today's Olympic lesson, kids: If you're going for the gold, make sure it's not
Colombian.
  
We pause here for actual Internet messages for Ross from a Canadian web site
called "Slam!":
  
"Ross: Keep the medal! The IOC Nazis have gone too far this time!" -- Sam from
Toronto.
  
"Ross: When the IOC is dead, you can still tell your grandchildren you were
the fastest snowboarder in the world!" -- Michal T, Kingston, Ontario.
  
"Ross: I'm stoned right now, too -- party on, dude!" -- P.M.C. from Toronto.
  
And they say Olympic spirit is dead.
  

  
Not my doobie, brother
  
Now, as you can imagine, the jokes were flying fast and furious here in
Na-gonzo (that's one) about Team Cannabis (there's two) and its toke-n bad boy
(three) who hoped to leave with a bang, but may settle for a bong (four).
  
And we haven't even touched the Olympic credo, "Faster, Stronger, Higher --
and Higher" (five), or the fact that, if the Olympics are going to be such
sticks-in-the-mud, Ross may have to find a more tolerant workplace, like the
NBA (six).
  
But in Ross's defense, he says it's a bum rap. He didn't inhale! It don't-be
his doobie! In fact, as part of his Olympic sacrifice, Ross says he quit
smoking dope back in April of 1997! That's 10 whole months, dude! Cut him some
slack!
  
According to Canadian team officials, the only reason Ross' test results
forced the International Olympic Committee away from its cocktails and booze
long enough to eject him for drugs is -- and I couldn't make this up -- "the
significant amount of time Ross spends in an environment where he is exposed
to marijuana."
  
In plain English, his friends throw too many parties where the air is roughly
equivalent to a reggae band's dressing room.
  
Secondary smoke. Honest, officer. Ross says he went to one good-bye bash a few
weeks ago where the wacky tabacky was in prominent use. He didn't touch the
stuff, of course. But who knew he should have held his breath?
  
"I've worked too hard to let this slip through my hands," Ross moaned.
  
Wait. More Internet messages:
  
"Ross: Take the medal and run!" -- Joe, from your province.
  
"Ross, I think I speak for many Canadians when I say I am disappointed and
ashamed." -- Jill from Edmonton, Alberta.
  
"Ross, ignore Jill, she's probably hammered on Molson." -- Empathy from
Montreal.
  
Ah, cyberspace.
  

  
Welcome to selling out, dudes
  
Then again, what did the IOC expect? In an apparent effort to capture younger
viewers -- that, or someone is really in love with ESPN2 -- the Lords of the
Rings decided to declare things like "half-pipe snowboarding" -- a derivative
of skateboard flipping -- Olympic sports in the first place.
  
You import something from a strip-mall parking lot, you take your chances.
  
The funny thing is, many snowboarding faithful hate the idea of their "rebel"
sport being homogenized by Olympic status. They don't like the outfits. They
don't like the rules. For them, it's like the Vietnam War making Country Joe
and the Fish its official house band. It's selling out. Why, the best
snowboarder in the world, Norway's Terje Haakonsen, is boycotting Nagano. Too
much structure. Doesn't trust it.
  
With such antihero dynamics, I'm betting Ross becomes more of a legend through
this pot incident than he would have been by winning the gold. And if that
sounds strange, well, take a look at today's half-pipe competition, where
"snurfers" were "catching air" and pulling "rodeo-flips."
  
The rules have changed, folks. It's the Gen-X Olympics, gold, silver, bronze
and "whatever." Personally, if Ross really did smoke dope before his
competition, you have to salute him for making it down the mountain.
  
The temptation would have been to stop for doughnuts.
  
To leave a message for Mitch Albom, call 1-313-223-4581.
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OLYMPIC;COLUMN;ROSS REBAGLIATI;DRUG
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