Whilst Toni has being eating I’ve received a Google alert concerning Jess.
She has been voted the ‘fittest’ female athlete going to the Olympics by the USA’s Sports Illustrated magazine . When I tell him, Toni’s first instinct is that of a protective dad,
“When you say ‘fittest’ what do you mean? I’m never sure about stuff like that. If there’s a whiff of sexualizing my athlete I’m not happy”.
I rapidly read on through the article,
“Err, they say ‘in-shape’ on the first page but…hang on a minute…they are grading it on six criteria; strength, speed, power and endurance”.
“I can’t see what the others are. Read the article”.
“Who won from the men?”
“…Multi-discipline. Hardest sport in the world. Fittest athletes. The best all round sports people on the planet. They can do anything and everything…”
“Ah, ok. There you have it. The women’s winner does Heptathlon and the male is a Decathlete. Multi-discipline. Hardest sport in the world. Fittest athletes. The best all round sports people on the planet. They can do anything and everything. There’s your quote ”.
There’s my quote.
I’m sensing a happy Toni, so suggest there’s something missing,
“What about the coaches Toni? Where’s the coaches’ list?”
“Exactly. 90% down to the coach”.
“With you around it’s inevitable really”.
Sensing we’re in danger off veering completely off course I change tack,
“How’s John in the build up to Gotzis?”
“Short corners and free kicks”
I stop taking notes, “That’s a joke? Right?”
“Nah. Years ago I used to work for GT Sports in Sheffield as a shop assistant. The manager was called Mr. Bruce. Only a couple of years older than me, can’t remember his first name. He used to play footie on a Sunday and that was his line for fine-tuning the team’s game. Since then that’s always been my reference for doing a bit of nip and tuck. Short corners and free kicks”.
One for the memory banks.