17.8.08

Olympics 7

We did it again! In the middle of what the papers are calling the Great Haul of China, we sent Paula Radcliffe to come 23rd in the Marathon. She clearly wasn't fit so why did she go?

I know someone will tell me about morale and team spirit and those worthy things but I think no one else does such a thing as take a lame athlete to the olympics.

Athletics are back, then. So is Brendan Foster. Why do they persist with Foster? He was a decent runner in the 1980s but he was NEVER a decent commentator. Foster lacks erudition, he lacks fluency and he lacks imagination. Boring, in other words!

It's the penultimate lap of the 10,000 metres for men as I rant this and Foster has just tried to set up an exciting finish. He failed completely. Yaaaaawn!

A lap later and he's asking the same question as he asked a lap ago, who's going to strike? Oddly, the man who was to win had already struck!

C'mon Foster, time to retire. At least that useless John Motson has done that for us.

DW
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