Bringing Home the Gold
As the Olympic athletes come home with their medals, cheered and celebrated, it strikes me that they are like a modern-day incarnation of a successful hunting party returning to their clan carrying heavy loads of fresh meat. Consider how many of the Olympic sports reflect the skills needed for a successful hunt using Stone-Age tools. Imagine a 15-year old Cro-Magnon sprinting over a cataract on a narrow log, leaping onto the back of startled buck, bringing it down, and somersaulting to land on his feet, javelin still in hand - whooping with triumph as the others cheer.
Then, more often than not, there’s the hunting party that returns empty-handed to their hungry village, one youth being carried with a broken leg, a seasoned hunter missing his front teeth - campfire tales of the one that got away as they munch on acorn gruel and fashion new spears for the next day.