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Diary

Simon Barnes’s diary: A sportswriter is never without a big subject (unless it’s golf)

I’ve seen Roger Federer, Fu Mingxia, Michael Johnson, Dancing Brave, Ayrton Senna, Katarina Witt and Malcolm Marshall

26 July 2014

9:00 AM

26 July 2014

9:00 AM

Sport is like love: it can only really hurt you if you care. Or for that matter, bring joy. You can’t explain sport, any more than you can explain the Goldberg Variations: you either get it or you don’t. So it can be hard to justify a life spent among bats and balls and leaping horses.

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