Sport has this power to transform lives and if this doesn’t motivate people as much if not more than those silly reality TV shows, nothing will. The people we all watched compete for their country were ‘real’ people, there was no script, no fake tan or bad accents, no desperate attempts for fame, it was people who train hard, are dedicated to a passion that they have and want to be the best at their discipline or event more then anyone else in the World…
A very welcome side effect of the Olympics has been a growing distrust, bordering on dislike of what used to the beautiful game. When you see sportsmen and women without the posturing, the vanity and the cheating, it just feels so much closer to the reason humans pursue athletic endeavour in the first place.
I’m hoping the Olympics have ended my love affair with football, in all honesty. I doubt it, football will always be the mistress I’d increasingly like to hide away.
Perhaps, with each stroke, my swim might distance me further from football, from my childhood, from the utter mediocrity that pervades the British football industry. I can only hope.
OMG – I had the day of my life!! It was fantastic from start to finish. Because most of my students couldnt travel to Croscombe we held our own mini-relay back at school in the afternoon. The children took it in turns to carry the torch & have ‘their moment to shine’. We then all […]