Ah, the Olympics. What can you say about them? Until recent years mostly I said not much about them. Four years ago when the summer Olympics were featured in China, I was one of the few people not enamored with the Olympics in the least. I was tired of hearing about them, bored with seeing them on every single channel and ready to never ever hear the name “Phelps” again. Flash forward two years to Vancouver 2010 and my attitude was much the same – not more Olympics, please. This was the first year in a very long time that the Canadian government put actual money into our athletes and so there was that much more excitement around me building up to the opening ceremonies. Held in my own country or not, there was still too much coverage of this event for my liking leading up to it.
Ah, the Olympics. What can you say about them? Until recent years mostly I said not much about them. Four years ago when the summer Olympics were featured in China, I was one of the few people not enamored with the Olympics in the least. I was tired of hearing about them, bored with seeing them on every single channel and ready to never ever hear the name “Phelps” again. Flash forward two years to Vancouver 2010 and my attitude was much the same – not more Olympics, please. This was the first year in a very long time that the Canadian government put actual money into our athletes and so there was that much more excitement around me building up to the opening ceremonies. Held in my own country or not, there was still too much coverage of this event for my liking leading up to it.
When the lights turned on in Vancouver 2010, I had just watched some beautiful pieces on the Canadian – American relationship and some amusing pieces about Canadian stereotypes, so I stuck around for the Vancouver Opening. That, as they say, was the beginning of the end. From then on I was an Olympic Junkie, watching nearly every single event possible. I learned about curling, ski jumping, different skating competitions and the athletes who participated in all these events. Now, I am an extremely competitive person by nature, or at least I can be, but as I know this about myself I try to keep this part of my personality in check. With the Olympics – it was not necessary to do this. Everywhere your countrymen are cheering just as hard as you and it feels so unifying. I watched every hockey game and even the grueling long hours of the cross country skiing events. The pinnacle of all this was that final hockey game. As long as I live, I will never forget the entire family sitting, literally, on the edge of the sofa, breathlessly watching the overtime seconds of the Men’s Hockey for Gold. We aren’t a sporty household, but that day we surely were.
What’s the point of this little anecdote? Mostly that I love the Olympics, at least the winter Olympics, and hope to do some justice to the coverage over the next few weeks. I’ll do my best to stay neutral (but I’m only human) and hope you enjoy the ride along with me. So without further ado – let’s get this rock a’ rollin’!
On a mellow note a memorial moment for deceased loved ones of people in attendance at the stadium followed by an interpretive dance during which the haunting melody of Emeli Sandi, singing “Abide With Me” rose gently through the silence. Admittedly, interpretive dance is not a favourite style of mine but I recognize the art of it here and this was a very beautiful piece with some beautiful lighting.
Next to speak was Dr. Jacques Rogge, President of International Olympic Committee, who acknowledged the “diverse, vibrant cosmopolitan city” hosting this exciting event. Dr. Rogge eloquently thanked the entire Olympic team for their hard work, for the sweat equity that’s gone into this endeavor and to the thousands of volunteers and organizations who donated their time and efforts to the execution of these games. Her Majesty, having been escorted in by James Bond himself, then officially opened the games and the stadium ignited in a thoroughly impressive display of fireworks and lights.
The Olympic Flag was then carried into the stadium by a number of model citizens from across the globe including some Goodwill Ambassadors, a Secretary General and a Nobel winner to much fanfare celebrating the values that these people represent. Finally, the flag was hoisted above the stadium as the Olympic Anthem was played.
Sarah Stevenson, holding a corner of the Olympic flag, takes the Athlete’s Oath on behalf of all the athletes participating in the Games followed by Mik Basi, the official oath taker on behalf of the judges. Finally, the Olympic oath on behalf of all coaches is taken by Eric Farrell. At last, after the swearing in, after travelling untold miles the Olympic flame at last enters the stadium where six young British athletes take turns running the flame to the cauldron.
The final note of the opening was a moving performance by Sir Paul McCartney of the classic “Hey Jude” which saw participation from the entire audience. And with that, the 2012 Games are open.