I thought that this was kind of interesting:
A few weeks ago, FPM’s Pat Imig told us about Katerina and Matt Emmons, a pair of Olympic shooters who met during the Summer Games in Athens four years ago and were married in June, 2007. Shooting for the Czech Republic, Katerina captured the first gold medal of the Beijing games when she won the 10 meter air rifle. She followed that with a silver in the 50 meter three positions rifle.
Matt, an American who lost his chance at two golds when he shot the wrong target in Athens, took silver yesterday in the men’s 50 meter rifle prone position. He has a chance to equal his wife’s record tomorrow in the 50 meter three positions competition. For the sake of marital harmony, I know I’m cheering for him. (“Matt, honey, could you polish the medals, please? Both of mine are getting a little dusty.”) To be fair, Matt won gold and Katerina bronze in Athens, so exactly what the score is depends on whether you are counting golds or total medals.
Meanwhile the Emmons have become media darlings, the TomKat and Brangelina of the Olympic Village (MattKat? Matterina? Help me out here.) Olympic shooters usually manage to dodge the
swarming paparazzi, but the “Rifle Romance” has climbed to Spunky Gymnast levels on the adorable scale (just one step below Puppies and Cooing Baby).
After all, when you are first introduced in Athens and your second date is in Bangkok, that’s not
just meet cute, it’s meet jet set. Not bad for a guy from Jersey and a girl from Plzen.