The great thing about yesterday’s women’s triathlon was the heartfelt congratulations Emma Snowsill, Vanessa Fernandes and Emma Moffatt showed each other after the event.
If you missed them crossing the line it would’ve been hard to tell who had won.
Unfortunately, it is rare to see such grace in modern sport.
Our petulant Australian cricket team would do well to watch tapes of the finish before they head to India later this year.
The Chairman could only chuckle when I read this article by Crikey.
Our women’s water polo coach Greg McFadden’s reaction to losing to Hungary is priceless and a perfect lesson in how to be a sore loser.
Last year I went to watch the water polo at the FINA games in Melbourne.
With no knowledge of the rules, my mate and I figured we would be able to work them out over the course of the night.
Not a chance. And having watched it on TV I’m pretty sure the players are simply rewarded for how much they thrash about.
So the real reason you lost Greg was because you failed to train your team in thrashing about to Olympic level.
And that’s why the Stingrays (do we really have to give every one of our teams a ridiculous name?) went down to the infidels 9-8 today and head into the bronze medal play-off on Thursday.
Speaking of thrashing about, I drifted off to sleep last night having watched Russia pole-vaulter Elena Isinbaeva win gold, set an Olympic record and then a world record.
There’s nothing quite like watching a beautiful Russian fly through the air five metres off the ground.
Well, back to watching my Hungarian handballers strut their stuff while thinking of how to smooth it over with the missus when I watch the Brasil Argentina blockbuster tonight…
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