7 August 2012

Be a Sport

No matter what is happening in the world, for two weeks everything takes back seat to The Olympics. Years ago, I would not even have considered making such a "killjoy" statement, but sadly I now find it rolls very easily off my tongue.

The first Olympic Games I can recall watching was Rome in 1960. However, it was the Tokyo games in 1964 that really captured my attention, interest and excitement. For one thing, Lynn Davies from Wales won the gold medal in the long jump. He and I have one thing in common - we both went to the same grammar school. The school must have had a thing about jumping as they were always telling me I was for the high jump!

I remember Tokyo 64 for another reason - and I now shudder at the memory. The previous Christmas I had been given a comic annual that featured a story about an Australian Aboriginal who was selected for the high jump at the Tokyo Olympics - his selection based on his ability to leap over high fences to steal chickens. The illustrations and names, were very much 1950s and 60s stereotypes.

Then came Mexico in 68 and the famous "salute" followed by Munich in 1972, when I watched with horror as the tragic events unfolded. Montreal seemed to pass me by for some reason, the interest rekindled with Moscow in 1980 and the US led boycott due to the Soviet war in Afghanistan (see video). At the 1984 Olympics, the Soviet Union and other communist countries, returned the favor and waged their own boycott.

You can see a pattern forming here can't you!

Despite the politics I was able to enjoy the games, I was determined to. But for some reason, out of all the games I have seen, 2012 has been the most unpleasant and forgettable. Warships on the Thames, anti-aircraft guns in parks, heavy handed security and a series of cock ups dismissed with pompous arrogance by the Establishment Mafia.

Then there are the athletes themselves - especially Australia's over hyped "icons" who assumed gold medals were destined for their necks. The media has talked a lot about "soul searching" "searching deep within themselves" and "what went wrong". It has almost come to the stage where some bright spark is going to call for - and be granted, a Royal Commission. No need for that, the answer is simple - they were not good enough. Added to that, they started to believe their own carefully crafted publicity.

I felt sorry for those who did win early medals - they weren't "Aussie Icons" you see, so received watered down publicity and praise while the media focused on the tears and never ending excuses of pampered failures.

For the first time I wont be sorry when the games are over - if only to get a break from whining, crying, precious little media darlings.
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