I do not think you should ever underestimate human ingenuity and self-belief.
Before Dick Fosbury, of the United States, used his revolutionary new flop to win the high jump gold medal at the Olympics Games in Mexico City in 1968, I wonder what he was thinking?
"If this doesn't work, I'm going to look like a proper goose in front of all these people," perhaps?
Until then, just about everyone used to straddle the bar to get over it.
They got into a rut, thinking that was the only way to go.
I bet Fosbury was relieved with the outcome.
He did more than just win.
He turned the sport upside up when he cleared the bar.
The style of jump became know as the Fosbury flop, a backwards approach which pushed the records to new heights.
It has since sporned several variations, among them the power-flop, the speed flop, dive-straddle and my favourite, the sit on your bum in the grandstand until the Mexican wave reaches you then throw your hands up in the air and let them flop down again manoeuvre.
I want you to think about this for a moment.
Think deeply about it.
Appreciate the spirit of the pioneer.
And do not dare for a moment to laugh at another person's dreams and aspirations, however silly you think they might be.
I certainly did not laugh in 1969 when Neil Armstrong became the first man to step on the moon and discovered that he had come all that way just to see rocks.
Nor did I laugh when Bill Clinton looked America straight in the eye and said: "I did not have sexual relations with that woman."
And I did not laugh when I was reading bits and pieces from my four-year-old son Jack's Children's First Encyclopedia.
I found out something, once again, I did not know.
"The strongest muscles in the human body are not in your arms or legs but on each side of your mouth," the encyclopedia said. "They are the muscles that we use to bite."
I have to say I cannot dispute this.
In my case, certainly, my eating muscles get a far greater workout than any other parts of my being.
But it does surprise me.
And it also gives me an idea ... AN OLYMPIC GOLD MEDAL-WINNING IDEA.
First the Fosbury flop. Now stand by for the Down Under Dribble.
I do not know why the weightlifters have not thought about lifting the barbells and weights with their mouths before.
Athens here I come with my revolutionary new lift.
Get your bets on. Don't say I didn't tell you.
With ingenuity and self-belief on my side, and icing sugar instead of chalk on my bar, I plan to clean up the other jerks.
©John Martin. All Rights Reserved
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