Who cares who wins? Losing is much more interesting

Zzzz… zzzz… zzzz… Why can’t I stay awake? I’m an anorak, a sports junkie. Wherever sport is played, I take a ringside seat on my sofa, flicking between channels, screaming at referees, gobbling up statistics.

It should stir me to my soul that, in Beijing, an Olympic swimmer is rewriting the record books. I should be sitting up all night, cheering on the great Michael Phelps as he scythes through the water. But I just don’t care.

To find out why not, read here.