Please tell me I’m not the only person in the world who can’t wait for the Olympics to finish! I want my radio station back as it was a week ago. I want my favourite TV programmes back where they used to be.
I admit I did really enjoy the opening ceremony. Who couldn’t? It doesn’t worry me that many of the fireworks we saw where actually added computer images. And whilst it’s a little sad that a nine year old girl wasn’t considered cute enough to stand on stage and sing (a ‘pretty’ girl mimed to her voice) the moment was nonetheless very moving.
It’s often said the games don’t really start until the athletics get going. I’ve never really understood that. The first week is just about tolerable. We see proper sports. Sports where one person plays against one person. Boxing, tennis, badminton. Team sports where tactics and quick thinking decide the outcome. Soccer, volleyball. And individual pursuits such as cycling where the slightest error can cause chaos.
But next week we start seeing people huffing and puffing in order to be the fastest one to run in a straight line or a circle. We are supposed to get excited by hop-skip-and-jump and fearsome looking ladies throwing cannonballs. I heard someone comment today that the smog hanging over the stadium is so thick that when they throw the javelin, it will get stuck in the sky! But seriously though, this part of the games simply cannot give the same level of excitement. The fastest / quickest / fittest wins. Full stop.
I realise I am probably a lone voice, even though the Chinese are bringing in busloads of students to fill the empty seats. For the next four years all I will hear about is the 2012 Olympics which are to be held in London and which I have to pay towards through my taxes. But never mind.
On a lighter note, I did hear someone point out today that the gymnastics is the place grown men can look at teenage girls in leotards without being called perverts! I couldn’t possibly comment.