Monday, August 06, 2012
London Olympics: Team JP @ Beach Volleyball
JP: It felt a bit like baby sitting a hyperactive kid on a sugar rush. Whereas sailing you see them round a mark and then can relax for a bit while they make their way downwind / upwind (delete as applicable) with beach volleyball you can never relax.
In fact you barely have a free moment to watch the actual game.
There's music (snatches of), after a Mexican trumpet you're meant to do something (shout, wave hands, forget which), another sound you'd have to do that milking the cow action, there were Mexican waves, stand thumping, dancers, flashing score boards, squeaking announcer, flag waving, cries of "U! S! A!" or "Italia!" depending upon allegiances (and if you don't the announcer will prompt you with a "U! S!" or "Ita!" and expect you to complete it).....
And then, blink, its over.
Of course not a bad way to spend a summer's evening in the centre of London as the view is great, overlooked by the imperial era Foreign Office:
Sassi: It was fan-tast-ic!! It was go-go-go, beaches, costumes, Rihanna, Arctic Monkeys, we were dancing like Mike Jagger, there was even Kylie and Eurythmics sweet dreams for the oldies.
And the game was fast, full of girl power! No need to remember obscure rules, easy to see who won - USA! Woo hoo!!
Ok, fair enough, so Buff, your reaction:
Buff Staysail: ......
Er? You ok Buff?
Buff Staysail: .....
Sorry, Buff's eyes are glazed and he seems lost for words: maybe that's for the best.
Anyway an enjoyable evening at the London Olympics but needs to take a chill pill or two if you ask me.