I must admit, I am getting excited about the Sydney Olympics now. I can’t wait to see hoardes of precocious little kiddies trotting around the paddock. I’m mad for our clapped out singing sensations belting out the cheesiest of tunes. I can’t wait to cringe. And I’m dying to know who’s gonna light the flame. I wish it could be The Woodies. I think Todd should curl up into a little ball and be set on fire, as the redhaired one aces him into the cauldron. Let the games begin!