I know, I’m probably pissing off my British (or at least those of you from London) readers, but the guy really just was a mess at the closing ceremonies.
C’mon, forget that he didn’t button his jacket, or that his shirt was coming untucked, or even that his hair was mussed. His demeanor on the stage was more like frat boy given the honor of tapping the keg, not representing a city and nation in a symbolic gesture of “passing the baton” (perhaps I shouldn’t use that metaphor — it seems to have been dropped a couple of times already).
