Tuesday, 31 July 2012

Water, water, everywhere, nor any drop to drink


6 Blog posts now made, and one thing has not yet appeared in my posts.  Well, ok, two things, if we count my lack of interesting stories.  Or, indeed, three things, if we count my lack of anything remotely amusing...  But no, what those first 6 posts have lacked is a first-hand view of a gold medal winning performance. This is about to change now.

Yesterday I had the privilege of attending the Diving and Swimming events in the Aquatic Centre.  Firstly, the Men’s Highboard Diving.  Ever since the games were awarded to London in 2005 (and, to some extent, before that), Devon’s Tom Daley has been viewed as the “poster boy” of the event, as the media has relentlessly tracked his metamorphosis from boy to teen to man.  Yesterday was his moment of truth, as he partnered Pete Waterfield in the synchronised diving event – Waterfield beating off a charge from Manchester United's Ashley Young, to seal that selection berth as one of the nation's Top 2 divers.

Anyway, I’m not well versed in the scoring system of Diving.  I know now that the first two dives are immaterial from a scoring standpoint, almost to the point of being ceremonial.  I didn’t know that yesterday, and cheered raucously when Tom & Pete stormed to the top of the leaderboard at that stage, by a margin of something like 0.4 of a point.

Here are a couple of my still shots of Tom & Pete, followed by a video of their 2nd dive.  Try to watch the video with the volume turned up, and listen to the reaction of the crowd.




Anyway, back to Tom’s story... for these past 7 years the nation has been in waiting, expecting that his golden moment would surely come, right here in London.  During his & Pete’s 4th dive yesterday, the 7 year dream was brought to a shuddering halt, in the space of a second.  Tom over-rotated.  Pete under-rotated.  The crowd knew it was game over.  The judges confirmed this reality.

And, to all intents and purposes, that was that.  Tom & Pete will doubtless have successfully executed that particular dive thousands of times in training – but, when sitting atop the Olympic leaderboard, something went marginally wrong.  One of my favourite sports journalists is the ex-Table Tennis player Matthew Syed (someone who I’ve had the privilege of seeing deliver a talk in person).  In Syed’s acclaimed book, “Bounce”, he discusses the pressures and psychology of competitive sport at the highest level.  What happened in Tom & Pete’s 4th dive yesterday was driven by pressure - simple as that.

Some sections of the UK media seem to only be focusing on the 4th place finishers from that event.  Myself, I prefer to include something also, about the gold medallists.  Tom wasn’t the only teen competing yesterday – the Chinese teens, Cao Yuan and Zhang Yanquan, were in action also, and delivered six flawless dives, to take a deserved gold medal.  My next video shows Cao & Zhang’s sixth and final dive:



Next to Swimming, and a great example of British patriotism from the spectators.  The life of a swimmer generally consists of 6am training sessions, seven days per week, in something close to solitary confinement.  Those competing at the very top level generally need to take early nights, and abstain from alcohol – at least in the lead-up to competition time.  Even when racing in competitions, the venues can sometimes be sparsely populated.

During yesterday’s action, whenever the name of a British swimmer was announced, the spectators responded with a deafening cheer – demonstrating hugely patriotic fervour for their new-found heroes.  Put yourself in the shoes of the British swimmers yesterday, and try to envisage the binary nature of the existence, shifting from the solitary confinement of the regular routine, up to the realisation of stepping as a gladiator, into an colosseum where 15,000 people are chanting “Liam, Liam, Liam”, or “Robbie, Robbie, Robbie”, or “Hannah, Hannah, Hannah”... this shift in normality will have been a life-defining experience for all of the British swimmers involved. 

Here is a video illustration of the Men’s 100m Backstroke final, which included another Devon athlete, Liam Tancock.  Around the mid-point of the race, it looked as though Liam could break the US monopoly in this event.  The response of the crowd was feverish, and made for a wonderful amphitheatre of noise.  Alas, Liam did not win a medal, but with British gold medal prospects such as Ellen Gandy and Rebecca Adlington still to compete, later in the week, they are sure to be given a reception like never before:



One of the performances of the Games so far came from 15-year old Ruta Meilutyte – Lithuanian by birth, but YET ANOTHER Devon athlete (the third to be mentioned in this post).  Ruta won Gold in the Women’s 100m breaststroke in style, comprehensively defeating the favoured American, Australian and Russian competitors:



I’ll end this post with a National Anthem.  I would have loved it to be God Save The Queen, but for now, La Marseillaise will need to suffice – played for Yannick Agnel, after his victory in the Men’s 200m Freestyle:



Hands up anyone who drifted into The Beatles’ All You Need Is Love, during that video......

Parklife

I'm just back from my first trip to the fully-opened Olympic Park.  I was there for today's Diving & Swimming finals, and I'll post a different blog entry tomorrow with my event reports.  This post will concentrate on my observations of the Park itself.

Overall it was a very positive experience.  Everything seemed to be working in the way it was set up to work.  The gamesmakers who are working on the site truly are amongst the most customer-friendly event staff I've ever met at any event, and of course are mostly doing all of this for free.

As for queues for security, we were told to expect queues in the region of 90 minutes, but today it took just 10 minutes, despite arriving at a comparatively peak time.  And as for food, there is way more to choose from that just McDonalds - there is a wide range of food outlets - Italian, Spanish, Chinese, Japanese, Indian, and many others.

Here are some photos I took today, of the Olympic venues:




And now, some other pictures from the Olympic Park, starting with a shot of the Olympic Village:



One last comment for tonight, on the hot topic of the empty seats at venues.  It was very noticeable during this evening's Swimming finals that there were large blocks of empty seats.  These weren't in the Athletes area, or Media area, of Sponors area, and they weren't just 2 or 3 people who had to pull out for illness or travel problems - there was a block close to me of 20 to 30 adjacent empty seats.

Seb Coe is an ex-politician, so is well versed in spin, as to offering the public unlikely excuses for the empty seats.  I'm not a politician and can offer up a good reason for the empty seats... these seats were tied into corporate hospitality packages... something where you can buy a £50 seat, so long as you buy a £750 hotel room along with it.  These offers were not generally taken up by the public - due to the abundance of affordable tickets available elsewhere - and the seats, quite simply, remained unsold.  I haven't read any of the press today, so don't know it what light this topic is now being reported, but from what I have seen in recent weeks and months on ticketing websites, what I say above is by far the most plausible explanation for the empty seats...

Anyway, another post will follow in the morning...

Sunday, 29 July 2012

The Calm Before The Storm


I spent the weekend at home, rather than going back into Central London.  Not because I’m bored already, but because I have the privilege of living on the route of the Cycling Road Races, so I stayed here to watch the cyclists ride by.

The atmosphere was incredible as people lined the streets.  Something like 1 million people lined the streets for the Men’s race on Saturday, and then just as many seemed to be present for the Sunday Women’s race (despite the heavy thunderstorms).

I took a walk around my neighbourhood yesterday, and was overwhelmed by the quantity of red/white/blue bunting, as well as many Union Jacks.  I noticed at least 3 or 4 people in my street were hosting barbecues or house parties, and on each occasion it was clear that a TV was present, and they were eagerly tuned into the Olympics.  I don’t live in London – I’m ~5 miles away from the edge of Zone 6, to the South West, however it is clear to see that Olympic fever has gripped everyone in this part of the country.

Now, I know I promised to add videos to this blog, so now is the time to deliver.  I filmed the cyclists riding past me.

Firstly, this was the initial breakaway group in the Men’s Road Race:



Next, the main peloton, headed by Bradley Wiggins and Team GB:



Lastly, the Women’s race, which still consisted of a solitary peloton, when it passed me.  Incidentally, the first Dutch attack of the race (which ultimately led to a Dutch win) happened just ~200 yards after I filmed this video:



It was great to have seen Lizzie Armitstead, who went on to become Team GB’s first medallist of the games in any sport.  Some countries are still yet to win a single medal at these games... *cough, cough, Germany, cough, cough*

As for the Men’s race, the Cavendish bunch sprint plan did not materialise, and Vinokourov took the honours.  Vino is someone I consider to be an “old-school” cyclist (I'm sure you all know what I mean by my "old school" euphemism)...  I didn’t stay tuned for his medal ceremony, but I wouldn’t have shed any tears, had the Borat Kazakhstan Prostitutes song “accidentally” been played for him...

...and anyway... had Vino not won, Rigoberto Uran would have won instead... and I’d have been able to wheel out my “Uran, my Lord” pun... which, alas, is consigned to history......

So, tomorrow my Olympics REALLY start, as I’ve got tickets to events in 13 of the next 14 days.  I’ll begin by watching Tom Daley in the Men’s synchronised highboard diving.  I’m still toying with the idea of whether or not I should dress up as Tom for this event...

... I’ve then got a second trip to the Aquatic Centre in the evening, to see the Swimming finals, where I’m hoping to see Exeter’s very own Liam Tancock take a medal.  Indeed, I’ll be attending the Swimming finals on three of the next five evenings.

The fact that I dislike the smell of chlorine won’t be problematic, will it?!!...

Saturday, 28 July 2012

Standing on Ceremony


The Games of the XXX Olympiad are here, folks!

I was one of the lucky 80,000 ticket-holders to Danny Boyle’s extravaganza, and simply put, I enjoyed an outstanding opening night experience.  This is a true “Bucket List” addition for anyone – a once in a lifetime experience, that I will remember vividly for the rest of my life.  And I didn’t even have to suffer a disinterested narration from Trevor Nelson...  As I said in my last blog entry, it would have been errant to copy previous Opening Ceremonies, and Boyle’s arrangement, to my eyes, was spot-on – I’ll get to this in more detail later.

Firstly, I’ll talk about the overall Olympic Park experience.  There was no queue at all for security, which was manned by some very pleasant Army officers, with not a G4S employee in sight.  This is my first picture, after passing security and entering the Park:



Moving further into the Park, I was particularly impressed by The Orbit, which I’ll be attending later in The Games:



Next, a shot of the stadium itself:



What caught my eye initially in the Park was the wide range of nationalities represented amongst the spectators.  I’m sure that this will continue to be evident throughout the Games.  Many people were adorned with their national flags, and the venue was a sea of bright colours:




So, to the Ceremony...  Until 8 or 10 weeks ago, I had no intention to attend.  I’m a sport fan, and I had the (misguided) perception that the Ceremony may be a little too artistic for my sport-orientated taste.  However, I was persuaded to take an interest by a close friend of mine, who has attended an Opening Ceremony in the past.  And when LOCOG randomly uploaded some new tickets to its website in June, I had no hesitation in making the purchase.  The ticket was not expensive either – indeed it was only half of the price of my FA Cup Semi Final ticket from earlier in the year.  And with a far more positive outcome!


All of the correct boxes were ticked by Boyle:  the representations of British life & culture through the years, the outstanding music, the self-deprecating humour, the obvious eccentricities, the original method to light the cauldron.  Thousands of people participated in the various arrangements, and I didn’t see anyone put a foot wrong.


It was also very pleasing to see the level of social media interactions on the night.  I was posting photos and updates live from the stadium throughout the evening, and I counted something like 70+ “likes” during the evening from my Facebook friends from all around the world, which far exceeded my expectations, and which served to prove the enormity of what I witnessed.


Proud to be an Olympic fan.  Proud to be British.




Thursday, 26 July 2012

Oh Danny Boyle, Oh Danny Boyle...


One last post from me, before the Opening Ceremony.  Of course I set up this blog predominantly for the purpose of sharing pictures and videos of the action, so too many of these text-only items would defeat the object of the exercise!  And the fact that my talents as a writer are less aligned to Homer’s Iliad and more aligned to Homer Simpson doesn’t particularly help matters!

Anyway... when I wake up tomorrow morning, it will be 27th July 2012.  No single date in the calendar has held more resonance for me since, I guess, 1st January 2000.  The waiting will be over.  The moment will have arrived.

I fully trust Danny Boyle to deliver a memorable ceremony.  It also needs to be unique ceremony – it would accomplish nothing to simply copy the efforts of Beijing or Sydney – those ceremonies were outstanding in their own right, but were strictly unique occasions.  This is a great country... an at-times eccentric country... and I hope tomorrow for it to be a spectacular country.

Who do I think will light the flame?  Sir Roger?  Sir Steve?  Or maybe Seb Coe and Steve Ovett will be raised on a platform up to the cauldron, whilst performing a pitch-perfect rendition of “Endless Love”, and will light the flame together? 

Sir Roger it is then...


Tuesday, 24 July 2012

The Grand Plan

The one question that I’ve been asked more than any other in recent weeks (other than the inevitable questions about baldness), is “for which events do you hold tickets?”  I know I haven’t fully answered that question to anyone – so, at the end of this post, is my full inventory of tickets.

I’ll also point out that, yes, I do work for one of the sponsors of the Games, but no, none of my tickets are corporate/sponsor tickets.  Every one of my tickets was obtained as a member of the public, from one of the fully authorised & readily accessible European Union ticket websites, and with my own money. Indeed, my employers have not given corporate tickets to any staff, but have instead given them to families of competing athletes, as well as to competition-winners - rightly so, in my opinion.

My sincere thanks for making all of this possible go to 3 people called John W, Alex K & Kevin P – they know who they are...

Anyway, here goes:

Friday 27th July:  Opening Ceremony
Saturday 28th July:  No purchased tickets, but the Men’s Cycling Road Race rides past my apartment
Sunday 29th July: Same as the previous day, this time with the Women’s Cycling Road Race

Monday 30th July: Men’s Synchronised Highboard Diving Final (including Tom Daley), followed by evening Swimming Finals
Tuesday 31st July: Men’s Handball – 4 games, GBR vs Sweden, Serbia vs Croatia, Denmark vs Spain & France vs Argentina
Wednesday 1st August: Morning Rowing Finals at Eton Dorney, followed by Football at Wembley – South Korea vs Gabon
Thursday 2nd August: Men’s Table Tennis Semi-finals & Final, followed by evening Swimming Finals (including Michael Phelps)
Friday 3rd August: Afternoon Cycling Finals, followed by evening Swimming Finals (including Rebecca Adlington)
Saturday 4th August: Evening Athletics Finals (including Mo Farah & Jessica Ennis)
Sunday 5th August: [This is my one day-off, so I’ll relax by watching the Men’s 100m Final on TV !!]

Monday 6th August: Women’s Hockey – 6 games, Germany vs New Zealand, USA vs South Africa, China vs Japan, South Korea vs Belgium, GBR vs Netherlands & Australia vs Argentina
Tuesday 7th August: Afternoon Cycling Finals (including Chris Hoy), followed by evening Athletics Finals (including the Men’s 1500m)
Wednesday 8th August: Men’s Indoor Volleyball Quarter-finals, followed by Women’s Beach Volleyball Final (tickets bought solely due to appreciation of the skill of the sport, of course......)
Thursday 9th August: Women’s Open Water Swimming, followed by evening Athletics Finals (including the Men’s 200m)
Friday 10th August: Taekwondo Quarter-finals, Semi-finals & Final
Saturday 11th August: Women’s Handball Final & Bronze Final
Sunday 12th August: Women’s Modern Pentathlon – all disciplines

So, all in all, I've got a busy few weeks ahead of me! 

Monday, 23 July 2012

Introduction

I remember it well... Wednesday 6th July 2005, Singapore, 7:46pm local time (12:46pm UK time).  I was working in the North East of England, at the site of one of my clients (who, luckily, was also a sports fan), and we eagerly tuned into the radio, to hear the big announcement.  Then, we heard IOC President Jacques Rogge, as he delivered his brief speech to the listening world - in his careful, deliberate tones, Monsieur Rogge delivered the following words "The International Olympic Committee has the honour of announcing that the Games of the 30th Olympiad 2012 are awarded to the city of LONDON".
 
And so began the 7 year countdown to "The Greatest Show on Earth" - and I sincerely believe that the Olympic Games are worthy of such an accolade.  Other people may tell you that they would rather live in the host nation of the FIFA World Cup - but, for me, whilst I'm a huge football fan, I can see that the balance of power in that sport has transformed it into something of a "Millionaires' Playground" - and, based on what we heard in the recent Premier League court case, it is a somewhat foul-mouthed playground at that.  I can empathise far more with the participants in the Olympics, with their dedicated work ethics and Corinthian ideologies - often when working from threadbare financial resources.
 
It isn't a cliché to say it will be a once in a lifetime opportunity for the people of London and the UK to experience the Olympics' perfect combination of sporting excellence and national pride.  I’m fortunate enough to be attending a lot of the events in person, as a spectator, and I’ll aim to maintain this blog for the duration of the games.  I’m generally much more of a numbers man than a words man, so these blog entries aren’t likely to take the form of literary masterpieces.  But I simply can’t let such an event pass without writing something about it...
 
Citius, Altius, Fortius.