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An Ode to Weightlifting, My New Favorite Olympic Sport

By Tim Wu
Posted Monday, Aug. 18, 2008, at 12:15 PM ET

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I've been lucky enough to attend many of the events at the Beijing Olympics. The woman's all-around finals in gymnastics were particularly thrilling, and I wasn't above taking a picture of Michael Phelps in a medley heat. I can even brag that I managed to snag a front-row press-box seat for Usain Bolt's dancing 9.69.

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But none of this, for me, can compare to attending my new favorite Olympic event: weightlifting. That's the sport I keep going back to with the enthusiasm of a recent convert. I realize that this puts me at odds with several billion members of the viewing public other than those in Iran and Kazakhstan. But if you enjoy suspense, strategy, and aesthetic purity of action, there's nothing better than an Olympic weightlifting final.

I have felt my fair share of sports-related suspense, particularly from baseball. But weightlifting has a particularly intense flavor, especially when you're in the audience. The bar lies there, loaded with what looks like an impossible amount of weight—often more than 400 pounds. The lifter slowly pads over, sometimes letting out a roar in anticipation. As the athlete crouches before the bar, all is silent—the whole room focuses with the lifter. I am reminded of that moment, if you've ever felt it, before you go diving off a tall cliff—am I really going to do this? Then the incredible act of will. The bar is grasped and thrown overhead. The results are never ambiguous. Triumph is complete; failure is total.

It is true that many Olympic events are similarly dramatic. But there is something pure and clean about the physical act at the center of weightlifting that is incredibly satisfying. You can't squeak by with a victory on points, outlast the clock, or bribe the referees. (You can cheat by taking performance-enhancing drugs, but let's leave that aside for now.) Unlike in gymnastics, there is no such thing as scoring a 14.575.

The simplicity of the lift also differentiates the sport from boxing and judo, which have moments of absolute glory but also have lots of mess in between. Real boxing isn't like Rocky, where every punch is perfect and lands with a satisfying thud. Even a beautiful sport like soccer has its share of ugliness (sometimes 89 minutes' worth). But real weightlifting is perfect. Either there's a gigantic amount of weight over your head or there isn't.

Australian weightlifter Vivian LeeSome of my introduction to the sport's finer points came from Vivian Lee, a member of the Australian national team. Tiny (4-foot-11) but powerful, she's a former gymnast and martial artist who turned to lifting two years ago and now holds the Australian record in her weight class (48 kilograms). As Vivian explains, lifting is "the most mentally challenging sport I've done. Once your hands touch the bar, you cannot hesitate. You have to decide you're going to do it. You only have that split second. You either get it, or you fail completely."

"Fail completely" is the best way to put it. It's important, I think, that failure in weightlifting is magnificent. One thing I dislike about gymnastics or diving is that so much of it comes down to small flaws—a stumble, or a tiny slip—in otherwise perfect routines. At its worst, commentators and spectators forget the big picture and end up fixated on "the dismount" and whether there was an "extra step." The flaws are so superficial that the judging is more like gossip than sport.

In weightlifting, failure is not about deductions; it's about complete meltdown. It is about huge muscles failing to do what they are told, a breakdown in the connection between body and mind. Success consists of beautiful, measured movements, while failure is sudden and catastrophic. In Japanese, this aesthetic is called mono no aware, the contrast between extreme beauty and perfect death. In weightlifting it lies in the difference between the perfect lift and the giant thud of the unlifted weight that announces the death of a dream.

Beyond the aesthetic and emotional pull of lifting, I suspect what really got me hooked is the strategy, discussed in detail in this recent New York Times piece. The key point is that the weightlifters (in fact, usually their coaches) choose how much they plan to hoist. Their "bids," so to speak, are all displayed on a giant board, like a bizarre stock market that trades in kilograms instead of dollars.

The order of lifting goes from lightest to heaviest: If you plan to lift, say, 180 and your opponent wants to start at 170, you can watch and laugh as he or she plays around with lighter weights. The strongest lifters put up huge bids to intimidate their opponents. At one event I went to, the North Korean competitor, a ferocious-looking woman, chose the Olympic record (135 kilograms in the clean and jerk) as her first lift. Now, that takes guts. Or, rather, it takes absolute faith in the coach's decisions. As Lee says, "If my coach believes I can lift the weight, I can. In a competition I don't think [about] what is on the bar."

The strategy of starting high, however, carries a big risk of "bombing." If you can't lift your weights at all (you get three chances) you get a big fat zero and are effectively eliminated. The North Korean, who went for the Olympic record on her first attempt, couldn't get the weight over her head on her first two tries. All seemed doomed for the people's republic. But then, on the last lift of the day, she hoisted it—barely, but distinctly. With that one lift, she walked away with the gold medal and a changed life. That's what I mean by drama.

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The drama is obvious and appreciated by the audience, which is what makes weightlifting the best live show in town. The dirty secret is that the crowds at some Olympic events get bored, especially in the big stadiums. Watching swimming heats or the women's heptathlon can consist of squinting at tiny dots moving far below—and, unlike on TV, there's no commentator to help you out. At worst, spectators are reduced to cheering dutifully when they notice their nations' athletes doing something, replacing true fandom with blind nationalism. Weightlifting is just different. Success and failure are obvious even to a layman, and it's easy to root for any athlete who's willing to challenge the laws of gravity that are, in a sense, a universal human burden. At the 85-kilogram final, I found myself, along with much of the Chinese audience, screaming encouragement at a plucky Kazakhstani lifter. We were cheering on a fellow human, not a flag.

Then there are the athletes themselves. Guy Trebay recently wrote that much of the appeal of the Olympics comes from watching the athlete's bodies—that "a viewer is permitted and even encouraged to ogle an ongoing parade of muscled and lithe and rippling and toned and occasionally highly perplexing bodies." OK, so weightlifting is rarely about sex appeal in a classic sense. But the power that these athletes emanate is palpable. These are the strongest men and women in the world. It's impossible to look away.

And what's a sport without the unexpected? Last Thursday, I saw a burly Frenchman, Benjamin Hennequin, successfully throw 450 pounds over his head. He held the bar in triumph, let it drop, turned, and collapsed. I thought for a moment he might be dead. Rather, he had blacked out—as Lee tells me, probably because the barbell, when he put it on his chest, blocked an artery to the brain. "Sometimes," she added, "you lose vision." In a more gruesome incident here in Beijing, a Hungarian managed to turn his elbow completely backward during a lift. Afterward, instead of bending toward his shoulder, his arm was now bending away, as if God had cursed him with the front leg of a horse. Please tell me: When's the last time you saw that in women's gymnastics?

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An Ode to Weightlifting, My New Favorite Olympic Sport

By Tim Wu
Posted Monday, Aug. 18, 2008, at 12:15 PM ET

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Jacob Leibenluft is a writer from Washington, D.C. Tom Scocca is a writer in Beijing. June Shih is a lawyer and former Beijinger. Tim Wu is a professor at Columbia Law School and co-author of Who Controls the Internet?

Entry 1: Photograph by Mark Ralston/AFP/Getty Images. Entry 2: Photograph by Paula Bronstein/Getty Images. Entry 4: Photograph of Michael Phelps by Carl de Souza/AFP/Getty Images. Entry 5: Photograph of Vivian Lee by Hot Tang. Entry 6: Photograph of a man selling a ticket by Paula Bronstein/Getty Images. Entry 7: Photograph of the Beijing beach volleyball cheerleaders by Thomas Coex/AFP/Getty Images.

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Damn! Must have taken forever to make that-- it hit every spot in Beijing that I've ever sought out, and then some. You'd think for a 7-minute song they could have aimed for less repetition, but this is, remember, a people who listen to and can sing all the songs of ABBA and The Carpenters without understanding a word, so it's perhaps understandable.

But I disagree about CCTV just a bit-- they've come very, very far in the last 15 years, and NBC has no excuse. Seriously, some of the commentary should be banned for posing health hazards to anyone listening. NBC coverage just stinks, whereas CCTV is trying to put out as much coverage as it can. Sometimes they have boring minutes of people standing and waiting, but is that worse than NBC's Games to Commercials ratio, which seems to be 1:15 or so?

--DuckworkerMike

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The west has to wake up and understand that the world is now moving faster than the west expects or accepts. It is easy to go on spreading woolly idealistic conceptual jargon about the right kind of democracy and freedom. At the end of the day, are all people happy in the west and USA? Barring Scandinavian, Nordic and Dutch Europe the rest of the region is a mixed bag of discontent and discord. In the US the average quality of life is so varying it intrigues sometimes how there can be such a boast about US being a developed nation.

Freedom to talk is not license to only condemn and criticize. Whatever be the form of government the progress China has made is undeniable and visible. An average Chinese like any other average national expresses dismay and concern over policies and this is universal. The poor in US with no participation in the machinery of governing will be as disappointed and annoyed as any Chinese. Only difference is your media makes a business of everything including good and bad news. I will challenge the media to give reports on events of human condition whether local or international without pedaling products and services on the airways. The media should accept the professional responsibility of providing true and accurate reports about events and not use the opportunity to make exposes and start beating the chest.

Yes, Beijing is growing and it has pains. Did not New York suffer this after the great depression? I think people lived more miserable lives then and we only have pictures of their past. So please learn to admire what is good after hard work and effort and don't go on playing the lone man blocking the tank card. It is history and much has changed in sociology since then.

--subrashankar

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A real criticism that could be made, but seems to be ignored, is this paradox between the "dynamic" booming development China and the "tendency to either modernize or tear down old structures". This is strange because part of the whole fangwen presentation of China is to show foreigners their great history -- their temples, and more temples. But along with this big emphasis on a grand history are these re-modeled, modern versions of their old buildings. How about writing about that inconsistency instead of just the "giant soulless block"...

--ArkhamEscapee

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I am old enough to remember how the media treated China in the seventies. There was a simplistic fascination bordering on romanticism towards China, even with Mao, and the Red Guards. But as China developed, and becomes more successful, we have become more critical. To me, the June 4 incident paled in comparison to the tens of millions victimized during the decade of the Cultural Revolution, but where was the western media at that time? Also, isn't it offensive to see Mao's picture still prominently displayed at the Tian AnMen Square? Much more so for the Chinese people. That's akin to seeing Hitler's picture in Berlin and Stalin's in Moscow. Yet we see American network anchors broadcast in front of this symbol of evil. I have not heard the western media discuss the reason why it's still there. perhaps removing the picture will take away part of the unconscious resentment that the western media feels about China.

--jdfjdf

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The whole 'meanness' of the media against China that the author mentions is really not about fairness. It's about competition. If they are going to compete with us for limited resources, we have to start by labeling them as some form of enemy. It's not about sharing resources, it's about making sure some upstart doesn't get a piece that should be rightfully yours.

--mallardsballadd

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We hold China up to the same scrutiny with which we view ourselves. This motivation is sufficiently legitimate and, what's more, can easily be proven to be symmetrical in the way that China's coverage of "the West" is not. Should anyone doubt this fact, he'd only have to peruse China's risible and deluded reports on "Human Rights Abuses" in the United States, wherein press-freedom infractions are cited *from American media sources*. The genocide of Native Americans, the failure of America's heath care system which the author points to---these subjects receive exhaustive analysis in American discourse. The West ought to report on China as intrepidly as the West reports on itself. And the ultimate passive-aggressive implementation of the term "bashing", which deflects legitimate criticism as merely a "hate crime" is preposterous. If our criticisms appear to "Chinese eyes" excessive, much of this is due to the excessive praise they grant themselves in their domestic media. Try to excuse us if we momentarily disrupt your self-worship.

--AristophanicBirdsForGovernment

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