Right, so if you’re a parent and you go along to your wee ones’ school sports day, you’ll probably be quite interested in how your offspring perform. Because they’re FAMILY. But, at the same time, I rather doubt that loyalty to your progeny somehow forbids you the privilege of cheering for EVERYONE ELSE as well – whoever wins, everyone gets encouraged.
At the Olympics, it’s not like that. While you may be permitted to take pity on the helpless underdogs – the swimmer from the landlocked desert country, the sprinter from the jungle swamps of central Papua, or the British – that’s only because they aren’t threatening to you and your babies.
But the Commonwealth Games are not like that.
For two glorious weeks, I get to cheer semi-patriotically for England, Scotland, Wales, Northern Ireland, the Isle of Man, Guernsey & Jersey, Gibraltar, the Falkland Islands, and so on – yes. But of the 71 nations represented, it seems that only Australia deserve to not be cheered for (cos they’re going to win everything anyway, and they keep telling everyone so). But even then, I LIKE AUSSIES(!!), so I can cheer for them too!
It’s one big happy family. Lovely 🙂
And above all, everyone should cheer for the Fijian sevens team. Partly because Waisele Serevi is playing for the last time, partly because having Rugby 7s as your national sport is just flipping cool, and partly cos they all have Bible references written on their wrists (usually Phil. 4:13).
[please note my inherent/instinctive Christian favouritism – SHOCKER!!]