The Argentinean beach volleyball team
So, we’re finally under way. Empty seats, ‘leftie crap’ and the inability to tell the difference between Korean flags notwithstanding, the Olympic Games has been a triumph so far. And, the Games’ number one cheerleader, has been even more optimistic and positive than usual as the world’s elite comes to his city.
Bozza’s Olympic excitement began last week when he decided to take a pop at (idiot) Republican Presidential candidate, Mitt Romney, who made a few negative comments on the eve of the Games. In front of a 60,000 strong Hyde Park crowd, Bozza yelled: “‘There are some people coming from around the world who don’t yet know if we are ready. ‘There’s a guy called Mitt Romney who wants to know whether we are ready. Are we ready? Yes we are!”
And he wasn’t done there. Oh no. “The excitement is growing so much I think the Geiger counter of Olympo-mania is going to go “zoink!” off the scale!” he added. Indeed.
And, in the Mayor’s weekly newspaper column, he also finds another colourful way to be excited about the Olympics. “As I write these words there are semi-naked women playing beach volleyball in the middle of the Horse Guards Parade immortalised by Canaletto. They are glistening like wet otters and the water is splashing off the brims of the spectators’ sou’westers. The whole thing is magnificent and bonkers.”
We at Boriswatch HQ can’t say that we had ever considered the beach volleyballers as British river dwellers before, but one thing is for sure: Boris’ Olympics enthusiasm certainly is infectious.