Loving Sport – even when you’re Not Very Good
I’ve always loved sport. Watching it that is. As a young child I was fascinated by the Olympic games, avidly following as many sports as I could. I still have the scrapbook I kept from the 1976 games in Montreal. My father was a keen cricket fan and summers were spent listening to Test Match Special and watching the Sunday League matches on TV. But we weren’t a particularly sporty family. Dad was very much an armchair fan. Fishing was…
