……….Well, we’re moving up that medal table – and while it’s not quite with the “rat up a drainpipe” speed we’d like, it’s still in the right direction – and anyway I’ve always been a believer in “slowly, slowly catchy monkey!”
As before, if you are wondering what the hell a variorum is, or what the hell the Olympics has got to do with Greenock – if you don’t even know what a Greenock is, you can read it on the first Olympics post I did – but only do it if you have OCD tendencies – other than that I wouldn’t bother!
Olympics Variorum Wednesday August 1st
Like Guinness, Good Things Come To Those Who Wait………
………On Tuesday night my daughter finally got to enjoy the event she’d most been looking forward to in her three days of watching the Olympics live – we were lucky enough to get tickets for the Womens’ Football between Great Britain and Brazil at Wembley. And it was worth the wait. I’d not expected much – from GB, from the atmosphere or from the skill level in the game – how wrong was I?!
Before the game she asked me (football aficionado that I am) who I thought would win. ”Brazil – easily!” I replied, ” They’ll be miles too good for GB! – Who do you think will win?”
“GB” she replied without the slightest hesitation or doubt. - Oh the blind faith and the naive innocence of the very young thought I, wise old sage of all things football!
But as we got to the stadium the wise old sage was proved to know nada! It was packed, seriously packed and the atmosphere outside wonderful – a riot of colour, a kind of feverish expectation, that babble of excitement you get when there are lots of families with kids all in one place and all accompanied by the wonderful samba rhythms of a half-Brazilian, half-GB band! Inside it was even better. The noise when GB took to the field was quite something – it brought a tear to the eye of the wise old sage (who by this time was starting to think he might just be an old eejit and nothing else!)
Wearing our GB heart on our sleeve….and on our shoulders, and on our arms, and on our back………
But as if that wasn’t enough, GB then go score with their first attack within minutes of the game starting! I’m so used to watching Scotland struggle that I was amazed to find I still knew what to do when my team scored – but I was out of my seat with about 65,000 others! From then on it was wonderful – a football experience like none I’ve had before (I’ve never spent so much time going round the stadium shops before the game for a start!). But beyond the shopping while at football bit, the most amazing thing of all was – we were as good as Brazil(!!!!!)- I never thought I’d ever be able to say that! By the end, GB thoroughly deserved their win, leaving the newly appointed, accurately predicting and smugly gloating young sage to take the hand of the daft old eejit and escort him through the ranks of red, white and blue to Wembley Park for the tube home.
It was wonderful – now why can’t watching Scotland be like that?!!!
I’d Rather Take On Roy Keane Any Day……….
………On the way into Wembley, our celebrity spotting list was added to by that great ITV sporting icon – Adrian Chiles!
He was walking along with what I assume were his kids (either that or he’s doing some moonlighting as a kid-snatcher!), trying to find his entry gate – unfortunately for the poor bloke he seemed to be going in the opposite direction to everyone else (there’s a metaphor there for ITV as a whole if you ask me!). He didn’t look like he was enjoying it – in fact he looked pretty pissed off!
Which I guess just goes to show that it’s not that hard keeping the peace between Roy Keane and Gareth Southgate!
“Upside Down, You Know You Turn Me, Inside Out, Round And Round” – The Diana Ross Factor Returns……….
…………..My daughter has been going to gymnastics for about a year and loves it. However she’s constantly upside down – and since we have flagstone floors at home this isn’t exactly the safest means of transport from the kitchen table to the fridge and back again! So the refrains of “No Flick Flacks Indoors!” and “Don’t Do A Handstand In The Kitchen” have been pretty common – until this week.
But now, thanks to Beth and Louis and Kristian and the other magnificent male and female Team GB gymnasts, we are suddenly encouraging all the upside down shenanigans chez nous. Now the refrains are “Can you cartwheel over to the fridge and put the milk back please?” and “While you’re waiting on the toast to brown, why don’t you wait patiently with your feet straight up in the air, back straight, head slightly forward…..!”
Rio 2016 – I can see it now………………………………………!
The Modfather On Wheels…..
Team USA have got some wonderful athletes. Their swimmers and female gymnasts have been awesome these first few days of the games. I felt a little envious when I saw USA supporters at the Games – they have Phelps, and Lochte, and Franklin and so on. But now we in Britain can trump all of that – and trump the rest of the world.
Yes we think it’s great that USA has a Lochte.
We think it’s great that Jamaica has a Usain.
But after the Cycling Time Trial race at Hampton Court yesterday we don’t care – we in GB have got a Bradley – and what’s more we have the greatest sideburns ever in the history of sport!
Facial hair has never been this popular, iconic, nor looked this cool on any athlete since Mark Spitz used his moustache to win 7 Gold medals!
And Finally, If Greenock Had Hosted The Olympics………
The hero of the Games so far wouldn’t be Bradley, or the gymnasts, or Helen or Heather in the rowing – it would be Michael Jamieson and his fantastic Silver medal in the 200m Breastroke! And why – he’s a Glaswegian, and we do patriotism and parochialism in equal measure in Scotland! - Gaun Yirsel Michael!!!!!!