At the time I thought the Sydney OC was pretty cool. Mind you i was only 9. It wasn't amazing, but it had its highlights - the problem was that they were so few and far between. As soon as the drag queens, floating jelly fish and tap dancers came out I was like "DAMMIT SYDNEY, you have such a rich and vibrant culture to draw upon...why did you have to draw your inspiration from the mardigras
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A lot of time was filled with annoying and irrelevant crap. As someone mentioned before: bike riding kangaroo’s ?? Someone also had the brilliant idea of making Dawn Fraser the unofficial ambassador of Australian Sport. Firstly why THE HELL isn't she dead yet? And secondly, WTF?? I hate her, seeing her sitting next to the IOC president, chatting away and eye fucking him at every chance made me cringe. She's an old bitch who has contributed little, if anything to Australia and thinks that she has some god given right to have a say on anything and everything regarding Australian sport. The tragedy is that when she dies, a state funeral will probably be conducted, at the tax payer’s expense, celebrating the life of someone who has given so little and yet demanded so much of Australia
Anyway Athens was devoid of any mention of Dawn, which made it instantly popular in my books. It was colourful, and I liked how a story unfolded as the night went on. It seemed more precise and planned than Sydney and carried a degree of elegance that Beijing couldn’t match. However it was a bit bland and took some time to get going – Beijing seemed to be at set at such a higher tempo, regardless of when you tuned in there was always something amazing happening (unlike Sydney or Athens). And as a teenage male, high-tempo-amazing anything spells success for me.