Katinka Hosszu had a great Olympics meet. And the 4 I.M. is the most demanding race in the fucking world. Whatever anyone wants to say about her husband, her muscles, her racing, and whatever drugs she's taking, she turned in a big meet when she wanted to the most. If her asswipe husband bullied her into those gold medals, he bullied her into more gold medals than you have. She got it done, and she's been improving steadily since her college days. If she's doping, so are all the rest of them, even the ones with names like Phelps, Ledecky, Manuel, Oleksiak, Ervin. Maybe that was Missy Franklin's problem: not enough drugs. Maybe Ryan Lochte forgot to go to his doctor. Regardless, Hosszu got the medals she'd been chasing and deserves the credit. (Plus she's really pretty and I'm shallow. Moar Hosszu.)
What the fuck is up with Hungarian names and all the fucking Zs?
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