Finally, dramatically, it has ended, the 2024 Paris Olympics finishing its last lap Sunday with incomparable enthusiasm, unbridled joy, and one last look at the gloriously intimidating tour Eiffel.
How on earth can the 2028 Los Angeles Olympics surpass what the world just witnessed in a two-week burst of picturesque rejoicing from the Champ de Mars to the Palace of Versailles?
How can we match the overwhelming emotion from screaming fans and weeping athletes in a blockbuster Parisian party that was two weeks of pure Hollywood?
The Paris Olympics are going to be the toughest act for this town to follow since the five-time champion Minneapolis Lakers moved here 64 years ago. We have to somehow take greatness and make it even greater, and we have to accomplish this without ample time or Jerry West.
An area that can’t logistically handle one sport in one venue — hello, Dodger Stadium — must suddenly manage more than 40 sports in venues that should stretch from the Valley to Temecula.
Photos of the closing ceremony at the 2024 Paris Summer Olympics, which hands off the baton to Los Angeles.
Aug. 12, 2024
A freeway system that can’t hack a Thursday night Rams game at SoFi must survive a two-week influx of millions of visitors who will be in gridlock before they leave LAX.
Public transportation? What’s that? The new Chargers coach, Jim Harbaugh, recently remarked that he was struck by the emptiness on the Metro train that runs above his El Segundo practice facility. You really think people around here are going to start using public transportation?
This week Los Angeles Mayor Karen Bass reiterated her message of an earlier Times interview when she brazenly called for “A no-car Games.”
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Seriously? If true, that would pretty much be the same as a “no-Los Angeles Games.” Good thing the LA28 organizing committee later clarified that while public transit would be preferred, nobody will be told they cannot drive to a competition.
Traffic will be only one of our issues. If the last two weeks are any indication, four years from now the weather will be scorching, crime will be rising, and the entire Olympic footprint could smell like burnt toast.
Los Angeles knows sporting excellence, and we darn sure know how to throw a bash to celebrate it. This city has already held an Olympics twice, with 1984 being arguably the most successful Games ever. Ask any of your neighbors who witnessed it or worked it, they’ll never forget it.
So, yeah, bring it on, forget four years, we can be ready for these Olympics in four days, we’re built for it, we’re meant for it, we’re perfect for it.
We can do this. We will do this.
There will be traffic but, like in 1984, here’s guessing enough people will leave town or work remotely to make it manageable.
There will be heat but, unlike in Paris, we actually have that strange new contraption called air conditioning.
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It will be complicated, messy and endlessly frustrating. But if you stick around to buy tickets or volunteer, trust history, it will be wonderful.
Just listen to Steve Miller, a longtime Los Angeles basketball coach who has taught the game at various levels for 51 years yet will never forget those two weeks in 1984.
He was the volunteer who would choose the MVPs for the losing basketball teams at the Forum and accompany them to the news conferences. He had a backstage look at effort and anguish and the sort of passion he has rarely seen since.
“It was a great, great experience for me,” Miller remembered Sunday. “Every single game felt like a game between Garfield and Roosevelt. Everybody diving on the floor, doing whatever it took. Every country, every player, it meant something special to all of them.”
Miller still has photos of his volunteer group hanging on a wall in his home. And he’s hoping to add to his collection.
He’ll be 83 in 2028, but he’s ready for an encore.
“If they’ll have me, I’m there,” he said. “There’s nothing like it.”
Agreed. I’ve covered 10 Olympics, and never once has an individual event failed to inspire and amaze.
It could be the first round of fencing. It could be the final moments in wrestling. No matter the stage of the competition, each of the competitors has devoted their lives to this moment in a way they’ve never done before, each of them fighting not for some professional team or college sweater or rich sponsor, but for their country.
Unlike in virtually every other major sporting event, the Olympics are all about patriotism, pure and simple and chilling. To see hundreds of athletes scrambling for a scrap of a flag or a hint of an anthem catches somewhere beyond the mere chants of “USA, USA,” catches somewhere deep in the soul.
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Hint: Buy tickets to a medal event, any medal event. In watching the ensuing podium ceremony, guaranteed, you will cry. Even if you’ve never heard of the winning athlete and are not particularly fond of their anthem, you will cry.
To see a lone figure triumphantly representing an entire country with their hand over their heart and the voice booming out words is one the coolest things in sports.
Now, to see it happen to an American in America? That’s worth rushing to la28.org and getting in line now.
The venues are historic. The venues are ready. The venues are perfect.
The gymnastics will be at Crypto.com Arena, a place where Kobe once climbed on a scorer’s table as if it was a balance beam.
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The track and field will be — where else? — at a Coliseum where folks are still talking about Rafer Johnson’s ascent into heaven in 1984.
The swimming will be at SoFi Stadium, and, really, how cool is that? The last time that place made national news, Aaron Donald was appropriately finishing off a Super Bowl championship with a swim move.
Dodger Stadium is, of course, a natural for baseball, maybe good enough to persuade Major League Baseball to shut down for two weeks and allow its athletes to compete.
And while nobody yet knows what it’s like to watch basketball at the Intuit Dome, it is supposed to contain this wall of sound, which will make life hell for all the other countries.
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In all, it should be an incredible ride, one which officially began Sunday with Tom Cruise theatrically dropping into the Stade de France and carrying the Olympic flag via plane and motorcycle across the world to Venice Beach. Once there, the star of these Olympics was among various local artists welcoming the 2028 Los Angeles Olympics with the brightest of hopes.
Bill Plaschke, an L.A. Times sports columnist since 1996, is a member of the National Sports Media Hall of Fame and California Sports Hall of Fame. He has been named national Sports Columnist of the Year nine times by the Associated Press, and twice by the Society of Professional Journalists and National Headliner Awards. He is the author of six books, including a collection of his columns entitled “Plaschke: Good Sports, Spoilsports, Foul Balls and Oddballs.” Plaschke is also a panelist on the popular ESPN daily talk show, “Around the Horn.” He is in the national Big Brothers/Big Sisters Alumni Hall of Fame and has been named Man of the Year by the Los Angeles Big Brothers/Big Sisters as well as receiving a Pursuit of Justice Award from the California Women’s Law Center. Plaschke has appeared in a movie (“Ali”), a dramatic HBO series (“Luck”) and, in a crowning cultural moment he still does not quite understand, his name can be found in a rap song “Females Welcome” by Asher Roth.