One of my friends was involved with the testing of athletes at the games. He just returned today, and is getting great mileage out of his "I met Grant Hackett/Ian Thorpe/Inge de Bruin" stories. The problem is that he's such a nice guy that you can't even muster up the desire to smack his smug face. And he has lots of truly amusing stories to recount. He's going to get plenty of bar space over this one.