The Beauty of Art; The Beauty of Sport

A chance to attend an Olympic Game

The reason why I've been so quiet on here of late, is largely due to my complete infatuation with the Olympics.  In fact right now I'm writing this whilst taking quick glances over the top of the screen at the women's 1500m.  Exciting stuff.

I have been completely bowled over by the sheer talent on exhibition on these games.  Each and every attempt and effort these competitors are making is enough to 'Inspire the future generations' as they are so fittingly advertising.  So imagine my excitement when I managed to get to go to one of the games.  The men's football, Brazil v New Zealand, very close to my home town.

When 1st August 2012 dawned I was ready and raring to go to the game.  But was quite amazed when I turned up with my friend and found that there were about 100 security guards to 2.  I know this because there were only two of us there.  Okay we turned up uber early.  And we did want to avoid the queues.  But we didn't expect to be the first people there and into the stadium!

The Olympic Dream

All athletes have an innate drive to win.  To be the best.  To be stood on that podium with a medal around their necks.  To make their country proud.

The entire nation also has this innate drive to be the best.  They support those who win and they boo those who lose.  They put all their eggs in someone else's basket.  We feel their thrill but sometime we feel our own frustrations when they don't win.  We feel that they somehow failed us.

Well I have news for you.  Eliminate that attitude right now.