Friday, 9 November 2007

Glaswegian Pride; a fate worse than death.

Well, despite my preference that this news appear in the obituary section as "triumph of hope over sanity", the success of the Glaswegian bid to host the commonwealth games has appeared on the front page of the BBC News website.

Not just content with losing olympic bids for several years, the Scots decided to try and win a bid for something. So, naturally, they went for the olympic's shit English dominated cousin (Which serves as a great platform for Britain to actually win some medals!) and have procured the commonwealth games above Nigeria.

Personally, I would have preffered Nigeria to get the games. It would have been bigger and more signifcant for them, and they were held but a few years in Manchester, so surely this part of the world (was gonna type "we" there, but then I realised just how wrong it is to associate us with the Scots) shouldn't hold them for a while, in the sake of fairness? Besides, a Nigerian Commonwealth games would help to dispell thoughts that the Commonwealth is too British biased.

Way to go selection commitee to get rid of that myth!

Secondly, envision any major event being held in Glasgow. Just imagine the current 2012 London Olympic fiasco, transposed to an area of this isle with even more heroin usage. They'll have to test athletes for use of the stuff, and I pity the poor runners trying to get a salad that isn't deep fried. Besides, where are they going to compete? The marathon going through the heart of Glasgow will be more of a sick Gauntlet of death, as ginger haired pissants hurl whatever empty receptical they can lay their hands on to attack any athlete they see who isn't called "Hamish.". (If the athletes are unlucky, the recepticals won't be empty; they'll be lukewarm with fresh, alcoholic piss. May even be some kidney stone in there too if it's a good vintage.) Other such sports would include the discuss (Frisbe, due to health and safety officials and budget cuts), javelins being replaced with khiebers (the log things the highland games thrive on for those of you not familiar with Scottish sporting "glory") and swimming in the Clyde (another gauntlet that as the industrial pollutants wipe out all but the die hard Scots.)

Worst of all, Scottish pride will soar. But they have the shit cousin to the Olympics we have the real thing.

Sad thing is, after 2012 they will probably have every right to laugh at us.

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