I’ve been sitting here this evening watching the opening ceremony for the London 2012 Paralympics. Although viewing remotely you cannot help but get caught up in the atmosphere. The enthusiasm being shown by the both the spectators and the athletes is infectious. The show is, as expected, less intricate and in general a lower key affair than the olympics which so dominated our lives earlier this year. Having said that it is no less colourful, no less special.
Anyone who knows me will tell you that I am not normally a sporty person. That is I don’t normally watch sports unless they involve two or four wheels travelling at speeds in excess of 100 miles per hour. However, I did get hooked by the various disciplines and dipped into most at least once. And some, like handball and volleyball (no, not the beach variety) I watched on numerous occasions. Suffice it to say I am now looking forward to watching the Paralympics, to being introduced to some new and unique sports.
But most of all I am looking forward to, vicariously perhaps, sharing the excitement and the pleasure of the athletes as they compete and as they win their various medals. Of course I want to see Team GB succeed and dominate the medal tables but, just as with the Olympics, it doesn’t really matter. The spectators at the olympics didn’t discriminate. They cheered on all the teams, all the competitors regardless of which country they represented. Of course they cheered louder for the home team, that’s to be expected. So I am looking forward to sharing again in the warmth that was demonstrated during the olympics.