Showing posts with label Sports. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sports. Show all posts

Monday, April 16, 2012

It's only Inertia, Dear Boy


The London Olympics brings back fond memories of the 2010 Commonwealth Games – the media always had something to do. They were so happy. The world seemed so eventful.

Here is some of the fodder that the London Olympics is providing for the journalists: the logo is hideous, the allegations that Olympics uniforms are being manufactured in sweatshop labour conditions in Indonesia are being taken “very seriously”, the security threat of lone idiots disrupting the events has been recognised and the closing ceremony will include a tribute to British pop culture called “Symphony of Rock”.

The London Olympics Organising Committee is also taking the Symphony of Rock “very seriously”. No, really. They’ve pulled out all the stops. The list of performers is expected to include the Rolling Stones, Paul McCartney, Elton John and Coldplay, among others. You might even say they went overboard with their enthusiasm. Among those invited was The Who’s legendary drummer, Keith Moon. It’s very nice of the organisers to ask, of course. But they just missed him – by nearly 34 years. In an uncharacteristically selfish move, Keith Moon has declined the invitation to play at the Olympics because he is dead. What a bummer.

Well, you can’t argue with that. It certainly is a valid reason, possibly the only one acceptable for refusing the honour of representing one’s country on a global stage. But 1978 was such a long time ago. Things change. Perhaps the organisers were just checking if he’s still dead.

I suspect they saw pictures of Moon dressed like a sex kitten and assumed he had nine lives. Or maybe, since he is Keith Moon after all, they believed that he could do pretty much anything he wanted to, including rising from the dead to detonate a drum kit for an Olympics ceremony. The Who’s manager, Bill Curbishley, hasn’t ruled out the possibility. In his polite response to the invitation, he helpfully suggested, “If they have a round table, some glasses and candles, we might contact him.”

I would totally watch that.

Thursday, January 26, 2012

Innocence Found


A lot of our childhood games encourage us to develop skills required to be a good criminal. We run away, dodge and escape from the catcher in pakdam pakdai and its regional variations, hide from the catcher in hide and seek, destroy a neatly stacked pile of stones in pitthoo and then set about rebuilding it before we get caught and work as a team to distract those trying to catch us out in gallery. Maaram pitti is probably preparation for prison life where you unnecessarily hit each other to get everyone out of the game. We also acknowledge the fact that being a cop isn’t half as fun as being a robber – the catcher gets to hide again once he finds someone else to blame.

Are we shaping future criminals, acknowledging the fun of doing something unlawful or just maintaining skills that would be required in the wild in case of an evolutionary turnaround?