Olympic Thoughts ENCORE

If I was a Rugby 7 player, I would leave my legs unshaved for a few days, so that when the opposition dive in to tackle me, they end up with nasty stubble rash.

It’s good to see how much an Olympic medal can mean, even to millionaire tennis players who are used to playing for personal glory rather than national pride. Pablo Carreno Busta beat Novak Djokovic to claim the bronze and celebrated like he’d won a Grand Slam.

It made me laugh that the team on the starting line for the 100m heats (the guys who rule whether athletes had jumped the gun or not) were all overweight and looked generally unfit and unhealthy. It’s a bit like a painter and decorator judging whether Picasso is using his brushes properly.

Dina Asher-Smith must have given the BBC hierarchy an instant orgasm, the way she broke down in tears during her post-race interview. It’s EXACTLY what the nappy-wearing graduates running that corporation these days are looking for – an emotional clip they can use as click-bait, rather than decent sporting competition.

Sticking with Dina – I understand her determination to appear at Tokyo, despite a hamstring problem, but if she knew she was injured and wouldn’t be able to perform properly, shouldn’t she have withdrawn weeks ago to allow someone else to step in and fulfil their own personal Olympic dream? Hate to call her selfish, but……

RC 31-7-21
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