#sports-commentary

#sports-commentary

Even before Matt Weston had won his solo gold medal last Friday, skeleton was easily the most watchable sport of the Winter Olympics, because the commentary was so soothing. Tangle with snowboarding and you're going to hear a lot of unfamiliar words grabs, spins, flips and rail manoeuvres accompanied by the modifiers spectacular and ooh, and commentators won't tell you what any of it means because they're too excited, even though that is their one job.

What a moment for all of South London, the scenes in the stands here, the flags, the celebrations, I swear you can hear half of Wembley shaking right now.

It's tempting to leave this preamble there and not just to avoid writing any more words because really, what kind of people would seek to curtail the world's greatest sporting format?

I want to point out the social character of fandom to clarify that I understand why people want to talk about sports online.

Cork's team lacks seriousness and commitment, leading to a perpetual state of mediocrity and indifference towards defeat.

I think we had a great first half... But the truth is that there are times when there are specific errors... something always happens with the referees in some specific play.

"We, Gaelic football's chattering class, make assumptions about teams based on what we see on the pitch. But unless you're part of the inner sanctum, none of us know anything. Not really. It's guesswork."

Unexpected visitor, I believe he was in my garbage can last night. I mean, it was 'Bark in the Park' here on Monday. I don't suppose somebody snuck in a raccoon on a leash.

"I got hit from the outside and my foot planted into the grass and I twisted it. I was like: damn, I was holding my knee in pain."

The first round of the playoffs was thrilling, showcasing unpredictable outcomes that highlight the chaos and excitement of Stanley Cup competitions, making predictions feel more like a coin toss.