Call it happiness, call it joy, call it pride or call it whatever you want, for me I just call it emotion. When something becomes so moving that you have to cry. I felt compelled to write this post after seeing this photo-reel on BBC News on The Crying Games.
The London 2012 Olympic Games have been emotional for many people, within the sideshow captions you will see a quote that a Freeview survey of 2,000 viewers of the Olympic Games found that 2 out of 5 had cried watching the games and I would like to hold my hand up and say I am one of them. Not one of the people who took part in the survey, but one of the people who cried watching the games. There have been a few moments actually where tears have fallen, the opening ceremony was the start of it - literally - when the Olympic Athletes nominated seven young athletes with promising careers to light the Olympic Cauldron in unison, I welled up with tears of pride. I also shed a tear of joy when Andy Murray beat Roger Federer a month after his Wimbledon defeat to claim a Gold medal, I saw that as redemption for Murray and the scenes of Murray hugging a random kid in the audience who asked him for a hug just epitomised the entire experience for me.
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