Runny Runny Jumpy Jumpy - why the Olympics are so important
I love the Olympics for many reasons, but it took until 10am Sunday morning for me to really get into this amazing event in Beijing.
I knew I was hooked as I bit my nails, fretting whether the GB Women's Archery team could nail a couple of tens in their last end to put the pressure on the French team for the bronze medal.
I wouldn't mind but I had already picked the facts up from the commentator, so that when my housemate joined me on the sofa I could inform him of such exciting titbits as: "Oh, watch out for her, she won bronze in Athens and has been a full-time pro ever since!"
Or: "Well, technically, if it breaks the line it's a nine not an eight ... idiot!"
Before the archery we witnessed Team GB's first gold medal, in the torrential rain that was the cycling road race.
Congratulations to Nicole Cook, who took gold when even such cycling luminaries as myself thought she'd blown it on the last corner.
Also well done to those girls who got gold and bronze in the swimming up and down in the pool event. This was a great achievement, and an amazing race.
But wait, there was more ...
Since then we've also nabbed a silver in the paddle paddle spin round race (I think it's better known as Kayaking), although we did miss out on a couple of medals in the grabby grabby throwy throwy event (judo).
And a quick mention for 14 year-old Tom Daley who went in the jumpy jumpy spinny spinny splashy splashy event otherwise known as the synchronised diving event.
He may have come last with his partner, but he showed great dignity in accepting that he wasn't on his best form - unlike his partner, who did the only thing any self-respecting adult would do: blame it on the kid!
This is the magic of the Olympics in its full glory, the fact that people up and down the nation are becoming passionate about a sport they normally wouldn't care about.
Simply because some schoolteacher from Wales has decided that she could have a go at a random sport she saw on telly once, and ends up beating the world's best.
It is great to be patriotic, and I also appreciate the effort each of these athletes puts in to get there. Lest we forget, in most cases they have been training almost every day for six years to get where they have.
Imagine how heartbreaking, and how easy it would be, to make a mistake in the final few seconds.
A friend of mine asked: "What's the point in going all the way out there if you don't have a chance in hell of winning? I answered this by saying not everyone has the same amount of ability as everyone else. Not everyone has the same chances.
That's why the Olympics are still so relevant today. It doesn't matter if you don't win, just getting to Olympics is something hardly anyone achieves.
My friend could see the point, but argued: "No-one remembers who came last!"
"Really," I replied. "What about Eddie the Eagle, or Eric the Eel?" Although by that logic it makes sense that if you're not doing well, then make sure you do really, really badly!
It really annoys me when people ask what the point of it all is - j st a few people running about a bit and doing stuff in between!
You often find that people who say this are people who haven't done a serious day of sport in their lives and, while I respect everyone's opinion, it is hard to appreciate the buzz you get from competing when it's something you don't have the ability or willpower to try.
I would never pretend to be a fine art critic or even an artist because it's something I have zero ability in, but I can still appreciate pieces of art. I try to imagine the skill, practice and hard work that goes into each work of art.
I'd never dream of saying: "What's the point in art? It's just people drawing on bits of paper, it's pointless."
For those who aren't fans of the Olympics, or sport in general, it's the most natural thing in the world to want to try and improve yourself.
If that happens to be in a random sport like Runny Runny Jumpy Jumpy (Hurdles) then so be it. Surely they are artists in their own right.
And, of course, if they go on to inspire just one kid to want to pick up a highly dangerous and lethal weapon such as a javelin and use it against their peers, then I say well done.
(Oh, hang on ...)
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How can you say that you appreciate why athletes compete when you call their sports patronising names like Runny Runny Jumpy Jumpy and jumpy jumpy spinny spinny splashy splashy???
Neil,
Being a sportsman mate, I can assure you I was just joking, to try and lighten up an article that otherwise would just be me ranting about how great the olmpics are!!! Its also the way myself and my housemate talk about the different events, beacuse in some cases the event themselves are so long windedly titled my housemate has fallen asleep by the time I actually get past the name!
I myself am partial to a bit of runny runny smashy smashy (rugby) and standy standy throwy throwy (cricket).