Meet the world’s latest Ski Cross expert
What is it about blokes and sport? You can sit us down in front of the tele and show us a sport we’ve never seen before and within minutes we’re experts, criticising the technique of someone who has just spent the last two years getting up at dawn to train.
It happened to me yesterday watching the Men’s Ski Cross finals. After observing a few of the finals in the BBC’s coverage of the Winter Olympics, I can tell you exactly where Aussie Scotty Kneller blew it in his semi-final – back in Oz when he turned down the offer at his local Maccas to go large. Weight and height are the keys to success in ski cross – as well as a skull painted on the top of your helmet – and Scott was lacking in all three.
Of course, I’d have problems shoving myself out of the gates fast enough to get up the first hump. And I’d clatter into the barriers on the first bend. But that’s the fun of being an armchair expert. You don’t need to be any good to spout forth uninformed nonsense.
Like most critics, I guess.
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February 23rd, 2010 at 2:02 pm
Not only is every bloke an expert, but put them in a pub and they’ll watch absolutely ANYTHING on the telly.
Evidence? Monty’s pub in Queenstown, and the bar manager seems hell bent on getting everyone into curling; you’d think it was the only sport of the Olympics on its own.
And the blokes just sit there, transfixed…
Those Norwegians don’t need skulls. Have you SEEN those pants?!