GPS in athletes...Running Man, anyone?

Am I the only one who thought of that timeless movie classic, Swarzenegger’s Running Man? I mean, it’s not exactly a far cry to imagine that these athletes are soon tracked all over the place by paparazzi, and messed with continuously. And since they’re probably still going to find ways to get all hopped up on steroids, the roid rage will turn every suburban enclave into a little death arena; the photographers are like the “gladiators” and the athletes are the ones wearing spandex body suits and speaking broken English…or did I take that too far? No matter. You know you loved the movie just as much as I did…