Let the games begin
So the long awaited Olympic opening ceremony took place in London last night and the eyes of the world were watching. I couldn’t help but feel terribly disappointed with the whole event. While it has received much praise from the British public I kept thinking ‘does the world get this?’. While it is meant to chronicle the history of Great Britain and its wonderful heritage I certainly felt it came up short! If I hadn’t been living in Britain the entire ceremony would’ve been lost on me except for the odd appearance of Mr. Bean and the world famous James Bond. I think Danny Boyle missed a trick by putting on a show that was far too quintessentially British.
Admittedly not everything was that bad and I guess the organisers should be applauded for including people from various walks of life. My highlights were the lighting of the cauldron and its amazing formation along with the fireworks display. I’m still wondering why David Beckham had to be on that speed boat delivering the torch I don’t think it added much more to an already traditional moment. Good on Sebastian Coe though for keeping his promise of making the games about the younger generation but why didn’t he insist that it continued with the musicians because it was obvious that Paul McCartney was longing for his bed with nothing short of a karaoke performance.
Though the games kicked off a few days ago with football and rowing the real deal starts today with one of my favourite events swimming. After watching the nations parade during the ceremony and seeing the athletes filled with hope and expectation I can’t wait to watch one of the greatest sporting events in the world.