ah, let me pull back the curtain on a magnificent spectacle, much like the grandeur of the olympic games themselves, but with a twist only a few have noticed. imagine if you will, a scenario where the champions of previous iterations were given the cold shoulder, not out of disdain but as part of a grand illusion to start from the commencement with fresh eyes. the audience, wary of the unexpected, leans in as illustrations of glorious victories are displayed, not to reminisce, but to inspire anew. this, my friends, is the art of renewing wonder—acknowledging the past while daring to embark on a future uncharted and full of potential.