Tuesday, August 30, 2011
Welcome, to the Arena!
After a rather enjoyable weekend of family fun and time spent watching the recent UFC match between Silva and Okami, I've pondered an idea of gladiatorial proportions. Quite literally, gladiatorial. I've loved the story of the gladiator, both tragic and epic. From the pride and downfall of Spartacus to the redemption and prominent rise of Pomponius Hylas, gladiators have served as the typical and proto-athlete of modern sports. I know the Greek Olympics were the beginnings of friendli-ish competition in the arena, but it is the gladiator that gave rise to sports as we know it today. There were popular and unpopular gladiators, some were used to advertise brothels, whilst others served as a warning to those unhappy with the affairs of State. Nevertheless, the story of the gladiator has been tried and tested over the years in both print and film. Some stories were executed well, whilst many were shallow attempts. I am hoping to add my name to the short list of those who succussfully told stories worthy of audience of gladiators. Sooooooooooooo, this is all leading to a novella of original grid iron athletes. So hold on tight and stay tuned!