Getting quite tired of the
constant Golds and Silvers being hung around the necks of GB athletes – this ruling
the world is so tedious – and resisting the temptation to call family and
friends in Australia and say ‘na, na, na, na, na’, I was surprised and delighted
to find a deep but quirky joy in the first round of the women’s 400m hurdles.
Yes, I liked it a little that
one of the fastest qualifiers from Jamaica was a Melanie Walker
(54.78) – who clearly didn’t, walk that is. I also chuckled that the Liberian
athlete who didn’t qualify for the next round, Raasin McIntosh (57.39) clearly
wasn’t, racin’, that is. But my joy in the misfortune of another, which is obviously
a dark side that I must address at some future point, was taken to higher
giggly level altogether by the Bulgarian athlete Vania Stombolova – who did, at
the 4th hurdle. With a surname like that I would have chosen a
seated discipline.
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