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February 21, 2010

Katie, Part II

Katie Uhlaender would like to revise and extend her remarks in a previous post ("Katie lied?).

You know, the ones where she said "karma" of the bad kind, tied to the fatality and crashes at the Whistler sliding track, was responsible for the Canadians being without any medals to that point. And her complaints that USA Bobsled and Skeleton Federation didn't do much to support her in her quest for an Olympic medal in skeleton. She finished 11th.

She called me to ask for that courtesy. Members of Congress get to do it, why not an Olympic athlete, eh?

First, the revised part.

Uhlaender, the daughter of the late major league baseball player and coach Ted Uhlaender, said she has nothing but respect for the three competitors who reached the podium: winner Amy Williams of Great Britain, and Kerstin Szymkowiak and Anja Huber of Germany, the silver and bronze medalists.

And she expressed sympathy for Canada's Mellisa Hollingsworth, who plummeted from second place to fifth on her final run and then burst into tears and said she let her country down.

"She left it all out there. There's nothing dishonorable about that," Uhlaender said.

Then, Uhlaender offered an explanation for the "karma" crack.

"It was a lot of hype," she said about Whistler being the fastest and most dangerous track in the world. "It was too much, 'my podium' and 'our podium' from the Canadians."

And finally, Uhlaender extended her remarks about her federation.

"They invested everything that had in Noelle," she complained about Pikus-Pace, her teammate who finished fourth, just .10 second from the bronze medal.

"If they had invested in me what they invested in Noelle, they'd have a medal," Uhlaender said. "There's more than one person on the team."

There you have it. Katie Uhlaender, revised and extended.

Posted by Candus Thomson at 2:01 PM |
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