A thoroughly British affair
We love the glory, don’t we? (Well, Backside does, although I couldn’t possibly comment.) No wonder we won so many skirmishes in far-flung places over the years. The Olympics are our chance to relive those special moments when the rest didn’t like it up ‘em.
But hang on. While all that gold was being squirrelled away, the Team GB footballers were doing what they do best – losing on penalties. So seein’ as ‘ow there’s another week of the Games to go/enjoy/put up with/deplore, there’s definitely enough time for GB to revert to type, displaying crass stupidity in front of goal (as it were), snatching embarrassment from the jaws of pride and landing the organisers in the quick-sand of a badly-sited beach-volley court.
Mark my words. There’ll be tears before bedtime. It’s a tradition.