Here I am, the TV critic who has succeeded in being on vacation or traveling for work whenever the Olympics have rolled around. I’m usually swimming, not watching swimming. But this summer, prompted by my Globe editors, I’ve submitted to the London Games on NBC, with all their attendant manipulations and edits and nonstop commercials. And what I’ve found on this journey into the heart of excess is something unexpected. I’m loving the Olympics.
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