Well, it has arrived. Of course the 2012 Olympic games officially open tonight although the women’s football kicked it all off on wednesday. We’ve already managed to hack off one of the most volatile nations in the World by means of a major cock-up in the form of ‘flag-gate’. The opening ceremony remains a little of a mystery and with Huw Edwards stepping in to defuse the situation between its creator Danny Boyle and the BBC; it has already caused some aggro. But security shambles and alike behind us, we can kick back and relax and enjoy what is going to be two weeks of trying to avoid going to work (at all costs) for numerous reasons.
Will our olympians achieve new heights for British athletics? I’m sure they will. How many athletes will test positive for banned substances? Not half as many as are using them; Lance Armstrong will be annoyed. All will be revealed over the next couple of weeks. How exciting.
Will London cope? I don’t think anybody knows anything, to be honest. How could they? There’s no precedent for it. Everything may well run perfectly smoothly and no one will know why there was anything to worry about. This said, however, I think a part of everyone wants it to be complete and utter chaos (provided everyone remains safe and well, of course).
Boris may become flustered to the point of explosion.
After so many years of preparation, there’s no doubt it’ll all be over in the blink of an eye. There already seems to be an air of the anticipation being greater than the spectacle itself. There will be a hollowness in all of us once its over. At least there’s the football season to look forward to.