There was a moment in the fall, back when baseball was suspended and planes were empty, when the prospect of the 2002 Winter Olympics was confounding at every turn. We were waging war; who could think of fun and Games? Some Salt Lake City residents, sensing a bull's-eye painted on their town, wished it would all be canceled; students petitioned that their school be closed for security reasons. The athletes, like the rest of us, were disturbed, distracted; a couple had lost relatives in the attacks. NBC was worried that its $545 million investment for broadcast rights might be wasted, and...
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