Skaters, snowboarders, scary bears and pink eye at Sochi 2014
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Worst: Bob Costas' eye
I feel for Bob Costas. Really, I do. The Olympics is his thing. He's extremely well-paid for it and he does his homework, spending months and months preparing so that when the lights go on, he's prepared. So it comes time to fulfill your biennial destiny and suddenly you've got pink eye. And anybody who's ever gotten pink eye knows that it's an unpleasant thing to do, that you don't want to look anybody in the eye, much less 25 million people. So you're Bob Costas and you've got pink eye, but you're in Russia and you've learned to pronounce all of the luger's names and you're not going to let that knowledge go to waste and you keep going on-air, even if you look like your face is slowly dripping off. America mocks you. Suddenly you're a nerdy, bespectacled meme, rather than America's favorite dinner guest. It gets to the point where you're just not able to go on, so you have to let Matt Lauer do a job he's entirely unprepared to do, while you're stuck in a dark Russian hotel room that probably didn't even have running water. Yeah, this was not a good couple weeks for Bob Costas.
- Daniel Fienberg