Swimming is just so dull. The commentators are going bananas, the crowd is going crazy and the coach is screaming encouragement as he's walking slowly alongside the pool. "Come on, come on, you can do it, come on, yes, yes, push, that's it, yes, YES!". Yes, a man can swim much slower than we can walk, but why would we care? Perhaps they could have the swimmers swimming away from sharks to add desperately needed dramatic tension?.
I do however particularly like the paralympic triple bounce. This is a team event with the wheelchair athlete and the broomstick shover. The athlete tears down the track at full pelt in the chair and at the board the team-mate shoves the broomstick into the wheels, launching the athlete from the chair into the bounce phase, which requires far more skill than the long jump.
I found out this evening that St. Jude is the patron Saint of Lost Hope (not one of the better things to be a patron saint of perhaps) but who is the patron Saint of Lost Keys?