I learned that legendary sports commentator David Coleman, who commentated on major sporting events with his foot in his mouth for over forty years, had died when on opening my email today I found this compliation of classic Colemanballs. I don’t know where it originates from but guess it will be going viral over the weekend.
Let’s enjoy some memories of the inimitable and much imitated style of the man.
Thats the fastest time ever run but its not as fast as the world record.
A truly international field, no Britons involved.
The Republic of China back in the Olympic Games for the first time.
And the line up for the final of the Womens 400 metres hurdles includes three Russians, two East Germans, a Pole, a Swede and a Frenchman.
Dont tell those coming in the final result of that fantastic match, but lets just have another look at Italys winning goal.
Hes 31 this year last year he was 30.
He just cant believe whats not happening to him.
In a moment we hope to see the pole vault over the satellite.
He is accelerating all the time. The last lap was run in 64 seconds and the one before that in 62.
The late start is due to the time.
Its gold or nothing … and its nothing. He comes away with the silver medal.
There is Brendan Foster, by himself with 20,000 people.
Forest have now lost six matches without winning.
Hes even smaller in real life than he is on the track.
The front wheel crosses the finish line, closely followed by the back wheel.
And heres Moses Kiptanui the 19-year-old Kenyan who turned 20 a few weeks ago.
This could be a repeat of what will happen in the European games next week.
If that had gone in, it would have been a goal.
This evening is a very different evening from the morning we had this morning.
Hes seven seconds ahead and thats a good question.
I think there is no doubt, shell probably qualify for the final.
I have the feeling she (Manuela Machado) is an athlete who likes to get away from the opposition.
Nobody has ever won the title twice before. He (Roger Black) has already done that.
Hes got his hands on his knees and holds his head in despair.
Both of the Villa scorers Withe and Mortimer were born in Liverpool as was the Villa manager Ron Saunders who was born in Birkenhead.