Friday 22 August 2008

Olympics: Thrills and spills

Well, it's all go isn't it? I'm going to miss these Olympics things.

Over the last few days we've had misplaced pole vaults (how, I ask you?), horses on drugs, comedy baton changes and people pulling on each other's ankles in the long-distance swimming. Gymnasts are underage and random horses are refusing to jump fences in the modern pentathlon - they're probably the ones who aren't on drugs.

People in Pac-a-macs are out on the track playing a bizarre version of curling, while others are staging protests about goals that shouldn't have been allowed. There's vomit and diarrhoea aplenty and dehydration, which seems a little incongruous with all that rain.

Call me an old purist but I'm finding it hard to get excited by the BMX - surely that belongs in the X-games? Whatever next - bungee jumping? Anyway, I have seen the fastest people on two legs, two wheels and in the water, with some amazing records being set and some phenomenal races being contested, so I'm happy with that.

Just one thing though: 'medal' is a noun, not a verb. Will people please stop saying they are expecting an athlete 'to medal' in the next event? Or is Usain Bolt going to get his chemistry kit out and start tinkering with it on the start line? Honestly!

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