Smack Dab in the Middle of the Blue

It’s a tad later than I had planned (wait til I post my Wimbledon thoughts, as the US Open is in its closing stages! Next week: my opinion on the Flight of the Navigator premier…), but I feel I have to say something about the second half of Usain Bolt‘s immaculate Olympics performance this summer.Continue reading “Smack Dab in the Middle of the Blue”

Lightning Bolt

While I haven’t been watching particularly much of the Olympic Games, I had to make sure I caught the business end of the 100m running. I have always loved this event and the year or so building up to these Games was more interesting than most. In the last twelve months we saw Tyson Gay,Continue reading “Lightning Bolt”

I Wish I Was Unemployed, part one

So I missed this one due to being at work. I caught the score at lunch and Safin had won the first set. I had a gut feeling he might end up taking the match eventually, but that could just as easily have been the sausage sandwich I had just eaten. Anyway, so much forContinue reading “I Wish I Was Unemployed, part one”

UFC 84

My memory is so bad. Without the crutch of alcohol on which to blame this sad state of affairs, I shall pick that other easy mark: the ageing process. Yes, as I hurtle inexorably to that dread milestone we call ‘thirty’, my memory has degenerated from a taut rock of reliability to a soft, saggingContinue reading “UFC 84”