The opening ceremony marked the start of a two-week period in which everything good has inevitably resulted from the Olympics and anything bad has been the fault of the Coalition.
I’m sure I wasn’t the only one to feel quite choked up when the Brownlee brothers met each other at the finishing line of the Triathlon. The thought of winning an Olympic medal and having your brother there to share it with was a little too much for me.
The furore over drug use in professional sport has escalated to monumental proportions in recent times. The World Anti-Doping Agency’s (WADA) inquisitional enthusiasm to prevent any kind of doping has resulted in the institution of one of the most intrusive and inhumane inspection systems ever conceived.
There was no Angolan equestrian team or Eritrean rowers and perhaps ironically, no sailors from Somalia to worry Big Ben Ainslie. Is this purely down to the cost of training?
We seem to be locked into a bit of a national mental breakdown, and it’s important when you have a crisis of confidence to stop and take stock of yourself before continuing.
No, don’t be shocked: But on one issue at least, the London Olympic Organising Committee (LOCOG) has served as an example of good practice that every organisation ought to follow. Honestly.
The lowest point of the Olympics so far came in the BBC studio. No, it wasn’t Colin Jackson and Denise Lewis leaping around, screaming, and cheering Mo Farah to victory. It was the moment when Gabby Logan dangled the imaginary carrot of an appearance on Strictly Come Dancing in front of Rebecca Adlington.
As we embark on the final week of the London 2012 Olympics I can’t help but wonder how Head of Deliverance Ian Fletcher is faring. Are things going to plan?
Now that the track events at the London Olympics are in full flow the big question for us sporty types is: how come East Africans dominate middle-distance and distance running?
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