It was once a taboo subject and to be associated with it was a fate almost worse than death – those affected were treated differently to everyone else, stigmatised, humiliated and traumatised just because no-one could physically see what was wrong with them. Even those in the medical profession were sceptical, yet in current society it’s seen as just as big a problem as obesity and who slept with whom in EastEnders last night. Nothing about mental illness has changed, but the way it is perceived and whom it affects has altered a huge amount.
In sport, however, is still very much in the foetal stage of development. Even in early 2006 many people were questioning Marcus Trescothick’s decision to leave the England cricket team’s tour of India early due to a ‘virus.’ It has later transpired that this was the start of his battle with depression as a result of the hectic lifestyle he led, but at the time everyone was inquiring why he felt the need to withdraw from the side. He fought hard to overcome the problem, appearing against the Sri Lankans just a few months after leaving India, but was still criticised by members of the press who felt he wasn’t taking his international career seriously. Looking back now, that was a truly disgusting view to take – here was a player fighting outrageously hard to beat a mental illness that could end his life and yet there were people holding an inquest as to whether he should be allowed back into the England team or not. It shows how far our understanding and tolerance of such problems has increased in just the last seven years.
There are some out there who believe that professional sportsmen and women have it easy and that they don’t know what it really is to feel depressed. One argument I often hear is ‘these sporting stars are being paid millions to do what they love, how on earth can they have mental issues?’ From the outside it seems a valid argument – being paid well above the national average to do something you love whilst getting all the latest equipment and celebrity attention in exchange for a few press conferences and charity events… That seems like a wonderful lifestyle! But for those actually in that position it is often quite the opposite. The time available to themselves and their families is limited, while the pressures of being away from home for months on end can easily take their toll on both the physical and emotional state. There are also some professionals who get paid less than your city trader or local MP and are in the same boat as every ‘normal’ person, fighting to keep paying the bills and the mortgage. While some may be able to cope with this others could easily slip into a depressed state from which it’s hard to emerge from.
Looking on Wikipedia it seems as if I’m wittering on about a problem that only affects a tiny minority of sporting stars. The website stating that less than 15 famous sporting stars have been diagnosed with ‘major depressive disorder.’ These include the footballer Stan Collymore, Mike Tyson and, most tragically of all, German goalkeeper Robert Enke, who took his own life in 2009 after battling the condition for 6 years. Yet there are so many more who have suffered with depression and similar illnesses throughout their careers – Trescothick is one, with former England teammates Steve Harmison and Andrew ‘Freddie’ Flintoff both retrospectively admitting they also struggled to even get up in the mornings. These stars are not reporting their problems to anyone else, whether it be through fear of losing their place in team or not wanting to admit there is something wrong with them. Or worse, because they fear of what others will say about them. Even in 2013, when the study of psychology is so much more advanced than ever before and the treatments for mental illness extremely effective, our heroes cannot admit that they are struggling with depression because they don’t want people to change their perceptions of them. They aren’t robots, they are human beings just like we are and should be allowed to have faults without everyone laying into them.
One thing that really worries me personally from the lack of coverage of mental illness in sport is what it could do to those not in the public spotlight, those young players fighting to make a name for themselves and break into the professional game. Not only do they have to win the battle to play alongside their more experienced clubmates, they often have to also deal with exams, funding themselves, moving away from home, finding a place to stay, paying the bills and maintaining relationships. While this may not be as pressurised as being the centre of attention all the time and spending months in foreign countries, all of these things can build up and lead to the development of depression, which could ruin their careers before they have even started. Because they are new to the game their troubles can often be overlooked and the help they need denied. I think there should be a much greater focus on the mental states of those coming through the ranks to professional standard to help them cope with the demands that being a sportsman brings. Some may not need it but there are others, myself included, who will have a greater chance of developing mental disorders like depression because of their personality and/or other social factors. We are the ones who will need guiding from a very early stage in order to stop ourselves falling into a deep oblivion, hating the games we love and, potentially, taking our own lives.
The 2013 Masters tournament was controversial and thrilling, producing some magical moments and others that certain individuals may want to forget. It came down to a play off between 32 year-old Adam Scott against the Argentine Angel Cabrera. On paper they shouldn’t have even been contesting for the title – Scott was world number 7 and runner up at the 2012 Open Championship, while Cabrera was ranked some 262 places behind the Aussie and had a highest result of 7th in any Major Championship since his victory at Augusta in 2009. But something about this course brings out the best in the Argentine and he was agonisingly close to taking the title with a putt that finished less than 30 centimetres away from the hole.
It was a truly special four days of golf that threw up pretty much everything you could ask for from a Major. There were tantrums (namely from Tiger Woods), penalties, sublime shots and lots of balls finding the water – spare a thought for Kevin Na and last year’s winner Bubba Watson, who both took ten shots to complete the par-three twelfth hole after having real troubles negotiating the river in front of the green. But there were also many players who had much more luck, such as Luke Donald and Jason Day who both managed to find the hole when stuck in the bunkers. They may say that they meant to do that and this may be true, but everyone knows that any shots that holes from the bunker has to had some element of luck, no matter how good they are. There were also plenty of similar shots from outside the green to, the most memorable of which came from Italian Matteo Manassero – he was six over par and fighting to make the cut to take part at the weekend when he produced a special shot to eagle the par-five eighth, finding the perfect spot on the green that allowed his chip to spin back and find the cup.
One man who may be cursing his luck more than most, however, is Woods. Having reclaimed the number 1 spot in the world rankings in the lead up to the tournament, there was a huge buzz about the possibility ofthe four-time Masters winner claiming his 15th Major. He played solidly, if not spectacularly, throughout the tournament and was at one point leading alongside Day on the second day before throwing the lead away, including finding the water at the 15th which led to a bogey, and finished three shots behind going into the weekend. But this was to be later increased to five shots after he was given a two-shot penalty for signing an incorrect scorecard. Basically, when he took the shot at the 15th again after finding the lake he dropped the ball two yards behind the original starting position, which should have incurred an addition of a further two shots to the bogey he had already made at the hole. This would have meant he would have scored a triple bogey but this wasn’t marked on the card, as Woods didn’t think it had to be. Normally an incorrect scorecard would lead to disqualification but the officials didn’t feel that was necessary seeing as it was clear to them Woods had no intention of breaking the rules. This spurred him on to play even better golf but the gap was just too big to bridge and he had to settle for equal fifth place overall.
Another player on the wrong side of the officials was Guan Tianlang. At the tender age of just 14, the Chinese player had already made a name for himself after becoming the youngest ever player to appear at the Masters, before playing beautifully to finish only three over par at the end of the first day. But he was in the headlines for all the wrong reasons come the end of the second day, being penalised a shot for slow play. Fortunately he still made the cut for the weekend, an impressive feat given that he’d never played the course before or even appeared at a Major Championship
On the homegrown front things weren’t so positive. Lee Westwood was the best of the Brits, carding three under par for the tournament to finish equal eight, while Justin Rose will be disappointed with his two over after such a promising start to the tournament. Amateur David Lynn took the tournament by storm with a round of 68 on the first day but fell away badly on the third day to finish well down the field while Scots Paul Lawrie and Sandy Lyle, twenty five years after his victory at Augusta, also made the cut for the weekend but finished well in low positions. The Brit who will be most annoyed at his performance, though, will be Rory McIlroy – having started the year playing like a drain, the Northern Irishman finally found some form the week before the tournament, finishing second at the Valero Texas Open, but he never really looked in contention for victory here. His putting was very ordinary at best and he just fell apart on the third day, carding a round of 79 to leave him five over par. He recovered well on the final day but, like Woods, it was a case of too little, too late.
There were no such problems for Scott – going into the final day he was six under par, one shot behind leader Cabrera. While both were extremely consistent throughout the tournament it was the Argentine who found himself in the spotlight, surprising everyone with his delicate putting and gorgeous tee shots, allowing the Aussie to quietly get on with his game. He was also overshadowed by fellow Australians Marc Leishman, leader after the first round, and Day, meaning Scott could concentrate on himself without having to worry about any media frenzy. All of a sudden he appeared alongside Cabrera at the top of the leaderboard, taking casual fans and experts alike by surprise. It’s not as if no-one knew he could do it – he has improved his game year-on-year and always played well at Majors – but few people were actually following his progress that closely. However, he is a more than deserving winner of the Green Jacket after a supreme four days of golf in which he was one of few not undone by the conditions and kept his nerve superbly in a tense play-off to become the first Australian to ever win one of Golf’s Major Championships.
It’s a topic I touched on in ‘The dark truth behind the great spectacle’ but I feel so strongly about it that it deserves a whole blog devoted to it. Honesty – is it really the best policy?
One of the requirements of being a sporting sensation is dealing with a media that is often cruel, self-centred and with a tendency to twist what has really been said in order to make headlines and sell newspapers. As a result our heroes have become less and less inclined to say what they feel – rather than being honest with the fans the likes of Bradley Wiggins and Frank Lampard, people whom the whole country have huge respect for, come out with the same old clichéd rubbish in press conferences and interviews. Wiggins himself admitted in a recent documentary that he hates talking to the press because they harangue him for answers continuously, not thinking about anyone but their bosses and a good story, while he just wants to enjoy some peace and quiet after a long day cycling. People don’t seem to realise that these sportsmen and women are human; they need their personal space, their rest and recovery, just as much as anyone else does.
But going back to the honesty side of things, Wiggins also said he hates talking to the press because he doesn’t want what he says to be twisted in a way that undermines himself, his team-mates or the sport. I think the same can be said with the majority of athletes – they only say things that they know cannot possibly be misconstrued and damaging. I wind through interviews on programmes like ‘Match of the Day’ and often go off to do something else when the drivers are answering questions on the grid before a Formula 1 race because I just find them so boring. All they do is repeat phrases that they have been taught to say, such as ‘For sure it’s going to be hard but I think we’ve got a good chance of winning,’ or ‘the boys played great today and we were unlucky to have lost’ – it’s not honest, it’s not what they really want to say and it’s incredibly tedious. As fans we want to hear what these professionals say what they really feel but we are continuously let down because they fear coming into disrepute if they say the slightest little thing out of place.
It’s an understandable reaction though – every time someone in the public domain says what they really thinks they are often victimised for it. The social networking system has given these role models a platform where they can interact with their fans and be honest with them without having to go through the media first. But this form of interaction is arguably even worse for the players – they can be ‘trolled,’ insulted, even threatened by fans of opposing teams. In trying to be honest with the fans they are being exposing themselves to even more abuse than if journalists misquoted them. Not all of them help themselves though, Ashley Cole being a prime example. He called members of the FA a ‘bunch of t***s’ after being accused of lying in the John Terry racism trial – that wasn’t a good idea and eventually landed him with a £90,000 fine but the bit that irks me more than anything in this case is that the tweet was removed within hours of it being put up. If you’re going to be honest then go the whole way and show you mean what you said, don’t remove it – you’re going to be punished anyways and if it’s what you really mean then don’t hide that fact.
But expressing what you really feel without holding back can also lead to even worse consequences. Racism is a rather nasty storm that has reared its ugly head again in football recently, with players and fans alike being accused of using insulting language towards others because of their skin colour. My last paragraph may then make it seem as though I can excuse this kind of behaviour because these people are being honest and expressing what they really think. That is in no way true, I don’t condone any sort of discrimination in sport or life in general, but it highlights the complexity that being honest can bring about and can make us understand yet another reason why sporting stars don’t always say what they think – they may have views that, if expressed, could be turned into meaning something completely different and much nastier but certain sections of the public domain.
Honesty is a really tricky subject, something I know from personal experience. I have been hated, victimised, rejected and reprimanded for expressing my views, yet I also have been respected for not holding anything back. Although I am still young I can sort of understand the turmoil these role models go through when deciding whether or not they should say something they feel that will let them sleep easy at night or something that may reflect how they really feel but could have huge implications. I can, therefore, conclude that I don’t think it’s being honest that is important – it’s choosing what to be honest about, when to express it and how it’s done.
Watching the San Marino football team clutching their chests with ‘pride’ (I hate that action, it doesn’t mean anything) but not singing during their national anthem before their game against England on Friday made me think – do they actually know the words? Having further researched their country’s anthem I have found that there are actually no official lyrics! Who ever heard of that, a national anthem without lyrics? But it doesn’t stop there – it doesn’t even have a name, it is just simply called ‘Inno Nationale’ (National Anthem)! Composed by Sammarinese violinist Federico Consolo in 1894, it is loved by the natives of the small state but largely unknown throughout the wider world. But at least it is quite easy on the ear and not too long…
Building up to a big international game such as a football World Cup Qualifier or rejoicing in the success of an athlete at the Olympic Games allows us to experience national songs we may never have heard before, but many of them are so long and tedious that we get bored after a handful of seconds. For example, the Greece national anthem is 158 stanzas long. However, it is mercifully never played in its entirety at any of the aforementioned events. But what is the point of writing something so long? National pride is one thing, but that is seriously over the top! Still, I don’t think many Greeks will want to recite this song any time in the near future… Uruguay should take their lead from the southern European nations though – their anthem is 5 minutes long, including an introduction of nearly 60 seconds in length! However, the most bizarre part has to be the opening line – it translates as ‘Orientals, the Fatherland or the Grave.’ Obviously this could mean something completely innocent but to me that seems to suggest that, rather than rejoicing in the ‘glory’ of their own nation, they are telling the Eastern Asians to either emigrate or die! I knew there were differences in how southern Americans see other races but I didn’t know it stemmed from their national song!
One of the great idiosyncrasies about national anthems is that many haven’t been written by members of their own country! 44 nations have had their anthems written by foreign composers, the most famous example being the Germany’s ‘Deutschlandlied’; Haydn, the famous Austrian, composed this. How someone can write a song praising a country that they don’t belong to is beyond me; I know I certainly couldn’t do it. One of the most ironic compositions must come from Mohammad Salim Flayfel and his brother Ahmad – they were Lebanese nationals who wrote the national anthem of Syria when relationships between the countries were… Well, let’s say rather tense in the mid-20th century! Another great disappointment for me is that unknowns and composers who have never really been heard of outside their respective countries have created many anthems. Haydn and Mozart (disputed composer of Austria’s ‘Land der Berge, Land am Strome) are the exceptions and this could explain why these national anthems are so much more recognisable than others. Either that or I have watched too much Formula 1 over the years, a sport dominated over time by German drivers and currently by an Austrian-owned car in Red Bull.
Sport is a great tool in exposing us to this fantastic element of the world, but also has the potential to ruin it. All this clutching of the chest and crying before a game, for me, is just an act. I have no problem with athletes crying when they are listening to them after a victory, but before a game… Really? These sportsmen and women don’t actually care about national pride; they just want to win over supporters watching them at home by pretending they care. It’s just role-play, terrible role-play at that, and I find it highly disrespectful. You can tell those who really care about their country because they are the ones who just stand their and sing, zoning out of everything else completely. That, for me, is true national spirit. Chris Robshaw was a fantastic example during the 6 Nations, belting his heart out at the beginning of every game without any of the other shenanigans. I wish more sports stars could take his lead and cut out all the rubbish that goes with it. I’m not saying people who don’t sing should, everyone should have the choice whether they want to or not, but if you’re going to do it then it must be done in a tactful and respectable manner.
Being totally biased I think the British national anthem is the greatest – it is short, to the point and reflects how great our monarchy is. I must admit, though, I am also a great fan of ‘Ireland’s Call,’ a specially composed anthem for the Irish national rugby union team. Because representatives of both Northern Ireland and the Republic of Ireland play for the team this anthem had to be composed to reduce any friction amongst both players and fans. While still not popular with a lot of natives it is gradually catching on but, from a neutral’s perspective, it’s fantastic. It is powerful, evocative (watching it being sung by members of Ireland’s team such as Donnach O’Callaghan often gives me goosebumps) and extremely nationalistic, it is everything a national anthem should be. Whether you like it or not, you have to admit it’s better than some out there!
After the first week of the RBS 6 Nations I wrote a blog criticising the experts who, I thought, had got their predictions for the tournament completely wrong. It turns out I didn’t do much better!
I predicted England would win the Championship ahead of Wales, although I did state it wouldn’t be a Grand Slam. Little did I know that this was still a theoretical possibility going into last night’s big decider. But England did what we as a nation do best and threw away victory with an uncharacteristically poor performance after what had been a solid, if uninspiring, tournament. Tackles were missed, rucks were not contested, the lineout was poor and England just seemed flustered with ball in hand – it was painful to watch. You may be asking yourself why this sudden turnaround in performance happened, but did it? England were poor against Italy last time out too, scraping a narrow victory against a side they should have comfortably beaten. The truth is, though, that England choked in this game – they let the pressure get to them and these young, inexperienced players just couldn’t cope. They made basic mistakes, dropping the ball (as Manu Tuilagi did early on after running a fantastic line that could have seen him go under the posts) and passing into no-man’s land, as Owen Farrell was culpable of a few times, and this meant that as long as the Welsh remained calm then they would secure victory, and that they did.
Up to this point in the tournament England’s performances had been gradually decreasing in terms of effectiveness. They were awesome against Scotland and performed well against Ireland. The first signs of their defences creaking came against France but they replied wonderfully in the second half, before a real dogfight saw them scrape past Italy. This, however, gave the fans hope as the great teams are normally the ones who can still win when they aren’t performing well. England were doing just this – key players weren’t performing as they should have been yet they were still unbeaten going into the final game. This would have filled the players with some confidence, but perhaps too much. Were England too complacent last night? That, I’m afraid, we’ll probably never know.
You cannot take anything away from the Welsh, though, as they were absolutely awesome. They got their tactics right, spotting that England weren’t committing to rucks and deciding the pick-and-drive was the best way forward. The monumental pressure they placed on the English led to the mistakes that allowed them to score and I think 30-3 may be a result that actually flatters England as the Welsh could have scored four or five tries. The whole of the Welsh team was superb – the front three were brutal, Alun Wyn Jones and Ian Evans were reliable in the lineouts and Sam Warburton, Jason Tipuric and Toby Falatau were monsters, battering the English defence time after time. Mike Phillips and Jamie Biggar were sensible and composed, linking up beautifully with centres Jamie Roberts and Jonathon Davies on many occasions. George North was denied the chance of a try by a superb tap-tackle from Mike Brown, but fellow winger Alex Cuthbert went over twice after some great play by his forwards. Finally, Leigh Halfpenny was Mr Dependable, looking secure under the high ball and kicking supremely. For me he is the player of the tournament, his one-man beating of Scotland (where he scored 23 of 28 points) being the stand-out performance, and he must be the first choice full-back for the upcoming Lions tour. In fact, all 15 of these Welsh players could easily make that team to tour Australia – they look a complete side, a unit with no weak links and I think they have the potential to cause the Southern Hemisphere sides some real problems in the next few months and years.
I may have been right about Wales but I could not have been more wrong about Scotland. After England beat them in the first week I thought they would be securing the Wooden Spoon but their scintillating victory against Italy just one week later proved just how well their great rivals had actually played. Under Scott Johnson the Scots have really changed turned their performances around – their defence is now much more secure than ever and their backs are exciting, with the electric pace of Stuart Hogg and Sean Maitland mixing nicely with the tenacity and level-headedness of Greg Laidlaw and Duncan Weir. The future is looking much better for the Scots and the third place finish in this year’s championship is highly deserved, if a little unexpected.
Italy should also be very proud of their efforts with well-earned victories against the French and the Irish. However, they have an ageing team and, while there are some bright talents coming through, one wonders how much longer the likes of Sergio Parisse, Gonzalo Canale and Andrea Masi will be around for. However there will be no greater loss to any international side in the world right now than Brian O’Driscoll will be to Ireland – he is their greatest ever player and has been the spearhead of their team since 1999. He will be a huge loss to a side that is currently going through a period of transition – the old guard, including O’Driscoll, Ronan O’Gara and Paul O’Connell, are moving aside and paving the way for the likes of Paddy Jackson and Luke Marshall to come through. In truth, Ireland were poor during the 6 Nations, but there are two reasons for this. The first is this transition, with many players in the squad not having reached 10 caps and some making their international debuts. The lack of experience meant some players didn’t perform at their best, the old rabbit-in-the-headlights scenario, but they have undoubted quality and will one day be wreaking havoc on the international scene. The second is injuries – so many key players, such as O’Connell and Jonny Sexton, missed the majority of the tournament while other players picked up lengthy injuries, with winger Simon Zebo having surgery on ankle ligaments and being ruled out for 10 weeks, while Eoin Reddan broke his leg in the penultimate match. This really disrupted the Irish plans and led to flanker Ian Henderson being brought on to play on the wing for a spell against Italy! Some say it’s bad luck, other say it’s because the Irish are too scared to tackle, but once all these players have returned and the other gain a bit more experience Ireland will once again be a dominant force in international rugby.
Which leaves us with France – in a tournament bereft of entertaining rugby we have to thank them for making us laugh so much! Players being forced to play in positions they don’t like, the most ridiculous selection policy and a captain who looked like he wanted to cry every 5 minutes; they really were the only contenders for the wooden spoon. The cheer that the French coach Phillipe Saint-Andre received as he brought on Freddie Michalak for Francois Trinh-Duc against England was one of the loudest of the whole tournament – Trinh-Duc is one of the half-backs in the world and yet he barely played, with the selectors favouring the biggest flop in international rugby. France really were a joke and they need to ask themselves some serious questions. How on earth did they play so well in the autumn against New Zealand, Australia and South Africa?
On the whole, the 2013 RBS 6 Nations was not one that will be remembered for it’s free-flowing attacking rugby – instead the fans will remember how Wales rose from the ashes to conquer all, how the French made themselves look stupid and how infuriated they got watching scrum after scrum collapsing. Let’s hope that this tournament has not only signalled the rise of the Scots and the Italians as a dominant force but also led to officials to change the rules of what is now the most pointless aspect of rugby union.
2012 couldn’t have gone much better for British track cycling could it? Seven gold medals at the Olympics alongside a silver and a bronze showed how dominant Team GB were at the London Olympics and that gold medal haul could have been even greater if it wasn’t for a couple of dubious decisions against former ‘Queen of the Track’ Victoria Pendleton. But, coming in to this week’s World Championships in Minsk, at least half of those medallists weren’t going to put in an appearance. It was seen as the first step in the cycle towards Rio, but has it been successful?
Early results indicated that things were looking good for Britain – youngster Kian Emadi-Coffin finished an impressive fourth in the men’s 1km time trial, while there was a bronze medal for debutants Becky James and Victoria Williamson in the women’s team sprint, the event Pendleton and Jess Varnish were controversially disqualified from in London. With such youngsters performing so well on their competitive debuts in senior international competitions it really shows just how great a position GB cycling is in at the moment. There was, however, one slight disappointment from the first day and that was that the men’s team pursuit squad could only manage silver after being outclassed by the Australians, who were without the great Jack Bobridge amongst others, in the final. While a silver medal is a fantastic achievement, the way in which they were totally dominated was a concern, especially since they won both Olympic and World titles in the event in 2012 and had Stephen Burke and Ed Clancy, members of both victories last year, still in the side. Burke’s misery was further compounded next day when he could only manage 17th place in the individual pursuit – was this a suggestion that the old guard were, perhaps, on their way out…
By the end of day 2 it was clear that GB cycling had a new heroine in the form of Becky James. By the end of the second day she had added another bronze to her collection in the 500m time trial, losing narrowly to Hong Kong’s Lee Wai Sze, winner of keirin bronze at London 2012, and Miriam Welter of Germany who claimed silver in the event at last year’s championships. But her victory in the women’s sprint was what really caught the attention of everyone. Her total and utter dominance of all her opponents right throughout was astonishing from someone as inexperienced as her, but in the final she was something else. She lost the first race by the narrowest of margins – millimetres if you really want to know – to the highly decorated Kristina Vogel of Germany, but showed incredible mental toughness to overturn this deficit and power her way to her first World Championship gold. And with a place in the keirin semi-finals already the 21 year-old from Abergavenney in Wales, with the speed, toughness and looks to match Victoria Pendleton, could be about to write another great chapter into the history of women’s cycling.
But there is one experienced female competitor hoping this won’t happen quite yet… Laura Trott, the double Olympic champion, has been kept relatively quiet throughout the championships so far by James. However she already has one gold medal to her name from her only event so far, the women’s team pursuit, and looks set for a medal later today in the women’s omnium, the heptathlon of cycling. It’s amazing how the focus has quickly shifted from her to James, but I don’t think that will cause her too much distress. Indeed, her performances so far at these Championships seem to suggest that it has had no affect whatsoever.
So, while the week has been extremely encouraging for our women the men have had a mixed time of it in Belarus. Jason Kenny has epitomised this, scraping through to the keirin final by the skin of his teeth courtesy of some luck before leaving everyone for dead in the final to win gold. However, he failed to make it past the quarter-finals of the men’s sprint, the event in which he normally excels at and won in London, and was part of the men’s team sprint squad that could only manage sixth place. Simon Yates, though, superbly and unexpectedly won the gold in the points race, his first ever medal at a senior championships, but apart from that it has been a very mixed week for the men. It does seem as though Britain’s young male competitors aren’t quite at the standard of the women.
With one day at these championships to go and four gold medals left, of which Britain have a fantastic chance of winning two, it seems as though GB should stay at the top of the medal table. Currently they have 4 golds, two more than anyone else, a 7 medals overall, equalled only by Australia. When the riders were announced for these World Championships the outsiders questioned why so many big stars weren’t going to be there – did we not care about winning anything other than Olympic titles anymore? But now it is clear for everyone to see that, yes, it could be easy to send all our big names there to win medals but what help is that in building towards Rio and, firstly, the Commonwealth Games next year. Fortunately this group of talented youngsters seem to have taken on the words of Clive Dunn and have proved that they are the ones for the future. Bring on 2016!
A quick forewarning that there will be no blog next week. Apologies for this, but personally things will be pretty hectic for the next couple of weeks and I will have no time to write another entry!
So, anybody else been following the Women’s Cricket World Cup recently? How about the female version of the Six Nations? And did any of you follow England’s netball stars during their series whitewash of world number 1s Australia last month? I’m guessing for the large majority of you the answer is no to all three options…
We are supposed to be living in a society where men and women are treated as equals, yet when it comes to sport we still seem to be stuck in the early 20th century, where women playing sport was… well, just wrong. But personally I really cannot understand why women don’t get the coverage they deserve – some may argue that their games just aren’t as interesting to watch as men, but that is absolute rubbish. West Indies’ star batsman (yes, it is acceptable to call female batters this) Stefanie Taylor struck 171 off just 137 balls, with eighteen 4s and two 6s, for her nation against Sri Lanka in the group stages of the current World Cup. This was the third highest individual score for a woman in One Day Internationals and equal 27th when the men are combined too. This means she has a higher ODI score than world famous players such as Brian Lara (169), Brendan McCullum (166) and Ricky Ponting (164). How can you say after an inning like that that there is no excitement in women’s sport? True, it could be argued that this was a one-off, but then again only a naive person would do that. In the 2013 Women’s 6 Nations there has already been huge excitement with two games being won by the smallest of margins and England demolishing Scotland 76-0, including twelve tries. Now try telling me that is boring…
Some say this ‘lack of excitement’ is because women just aren’t as physical so cannot bowl as fast, hit as far or tackle as hard as their male counterparts. While it is true that is the case currently, surely that means they will just find other ways of winning. The likes of Katherine Brunt, England’s best seam bowler of the current era, and Anya Shrubsole, who took 13 wickets in just 5 matches at the World Cup, may not necessarily bang the ball into the deck as hard or as fast as Freddie Flintoff or Steve Harmison but they are so clever in the way they bowl, getting a large number of their wickets through drawing the batsmen into traps. The women’s skill level is arguably even higher in cricketing terms than their male counterparts, yet they don’t get any sort of recognition for it. And while watching men pile into each other just to gain a few yards in rugby union can be highly entertaining, it can also get quite boring if it happens too much, as was the case in both Wales-France and England-Ireland last weekend. The women play such free flowing rugby, with the wingers utilising their electric pace much more than Chris Ashton, Simon Zebo et al. Just because they aren’t as strong as men doesn’t in anyway make them any less interesting to watch.
And anyone who claims that women cannot be physical clearly haven’t ever watched a game of international netball. Even though I have only had access to highlights of England’s fantastic victory over our greatest sporting rivals it is clear to see that these women can play dirty if they want; pushing, pulling, tripping, scratching – it was all there! But the most violent display that the sporting world has ever seen must surely have come from American Elizabeth Lambert in 2009. Her university banned her from playing football indefinitely after punching, kicking, elbowing and even yanking an opponent’s hair so hard she fell to the floor in the space of just 90 minutes. That performance makes Juventus defender Stephan Lichtsteiner’s man-handling of Celtic’s Gary Hooper in midweek almost tame.
But if you still have yet to be convinced by my argument so far, then all you need to do is look at the British heroes that came out of the Olympic and Paralympic Games. Jessica Ennis, Ellie Simmonds, Katherine Grainger and Hannah Cockroft are all now household names alongside Ben Ainslie, David Weir, Bradley Wiggins and Sir Chris Hoy. It was our women who played a huge part in 25 of Britain’s 65 medals at London 2012 and if they had the same number of event as the men then the gap would be even further reduced. Let’s hope that, as well as changing British society and sport as a whole, the greatest Games (from a very biased point of view) ever can change our perspective of women’s sport too.
But for this to happen women need to be given the coverage they deserve. The netball was only available to view on Sky Sports, with BBC providing radio coverage too, while there has been absolutely no TV coverage of the cricket World Cup – the only way to change the perspective of the public is to show them just how enthralling female sport is. Surely it’s better than just showing repeats of shows that really aren’t creditworthy of the great organisations that the BBC, ITV and others are? We need to get our heads out of the male chauvinistic and downright appalling state that sporting coverage seems to be stuck in and open our eyes to the great entertainment in front of us that is begging to be viewed.
It seems as though the Olympics have had more than just a positive effect on sport in this country… After England’s superb victory over Brazil on Wednesday the press were… well, positive! It’s fantastic – journalists now realise that our country can win things because they deserve to, not just because the opposition didn’t turn up on the day.
When I woke up on Thursday after the heroics of Joe Hart, Jack Wilshere and others I was expecting to see headlines like ‘England struggle past dreadful Brazil’ and ‘Scorlari back to his hapless self,’ but to my surprise they didn’t. The Guardian Online ran with the headline ‘England cherish rare and deserved victory over Brazil’ and even The Daily Mail were looking at the positives, describing how ‘Roy’s tactics reap[ed] rewards against Brazil.’ It was fantastic to read our players being praised for all their hard work and the praise was richly deserved. But the question is why has the press suddenly changed its ways?
As I suggested in the intro, I feel the 2012 Olympics have had a massive part to play in this. The constant flow of medals and success at both the able-bodied Games and the Paralympics proved that we are, in fact, an immensely talented nation and not just pretenders who choke on the big stage. The build up was fantastic and quite astonishing, with newspaper reports, radio presenters and so on really bigging up GB’s chances of glory rather than predicting doom and gloom, setting the nation up for a summer of success. However, after the first couple of days there was only one silver medal, courtesy of Lizzie Armistead in the women’s road race, alongside a solitary from Becky Adlington in the closet. By day four Britain only had the added two more medals and were still yet to claim their first gold. Their positivity rapidly disappeared and normality returned – Mark Cavendish was slaughtered by some for not even coming close to winning the Road Race while Adlington herself was criticsed for not being able to retain her gold medal in the 400m freestyle, despite the obvious joy on her face when she received the bronze. But as soon as the medals started to flood in the reports suddenly changed from negativity to adoration, and even disappointments, e.g. the British men’s eight only claiming bronze in the rowing, were held in high regard. Since then it seems as though every British sporting triumph, whether it be England’s win over India in the cricket or Shelley Rudman becoming World Skeleton Champion, is being glorified just as it should be. It’s fantastic that the stars are receiving the praise they should be, but it also questions why they haven’t for so long – why have they been so pessimistic for such a long period of time when historically, and not just in sporting terms, we are one of the greatest nations of all time?
The Olympians themselves have also changed how the media behaves. Before this summer professional sporting starts and the media had a tetchy relationship, with the sportsmen and women often refusing to acknowledge the existence of journalists. And can you blame them? The stereotypical journalist is a nosey, self-centered and arrogant person with no care for anything else except getting the latest story. But the sporting stars aren’t much different, appearing bored when giving interviews and not really showing their personality for fear of this being deliberately misinterpreted. But this is something the likes of Usain Bolt and Jessica Ennis didn’t do – they were open, honest and friendly, giving as many interviews as they could in the most enthusiastic of ways even when they were upset. The greatest example is the interview Zac Purchase and Mark Hunter gave after narrowly missing out on gold in the Men’s Lightweight Double Sculls – clinging on to each other just to be able to stand up, they gave one of the most emotional interviews ever broadcast despite their obvious upset, reducing Sir Steve Redgrave, John Inverdale and many more at home to tears. These stars gave the media a newfound respect for sportsmen and women alike and, as a result, they have realised that the only way to regain the love of others is to praise them for their outstanding acts, not find excuses for the other team as to why they lost.
However, while the press seems to have regained the national pride, the public still seemingly needs convincing. Overhearing conversations and listening to ‘tweets’ sent into radio stations over the last few months it still appears that Brits feel the need to attribute any success their country achieves to the failures of others. Comments such as ‘Brazil were woeful’ and ‘India have no good bowlers any more’ have been very common in recent months and every time I hear one it makes me boil underneath. Why can’t you just accept, like the media have, that your country has proven itself on the big stage? Where is your faith? Why are you even here if all you can do is criticse your nation?
An exhilarating and pulsating opening weekend to the 2013 RBS 6 Nations has proved one thing – so-called expert pundits don’t actually know what they’re talking about! England outplayed Scotland, who were flattened by the final score line after a couple of sloppy mistakes, in contradiction to predictions across the board that they would scrape to a Calcutta Cup victory, while France… Well, whoever predicted that they would win the Grand Slam clearly needs their head testing!
On Saturday, England played with a flair and excitement that hasn’t really been seen for a couple of years. Their offloading game, especially, was something to be admired but all aspects of their game were slick and they set an impressive foundation from which they can build during the rest of the tournament. Another clear improvement seen against the Scots was the disciplinary levels – for years England fans have been shouting at…
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