Unnecessarily aggressive interview shock.
Sports fans have noticed a rise in the number of athletes with purple marks on their skin, resulting from a practice that is supposed to aid recovery and boost performance.
A number of frontpages have been criticised for failing to run pictures of Tom Daley’s diving partner.
The image of sport is ready for a “pivot”, to borrow a phrase from Silicon Valley.
There was a lot to be learned from Eric the Eel, kicking and flailing his way through the Sydney Games.
Steph Houghton, the best-paid female English player, earns around £65,000 a year, while Wayne Rooney receives £300,000 a week.
With the Olympics about to open in Rio de Janeiro, people whose communities have been relocated and who have been overlooked in the favelas are reluctant to celebrate.
I thought that boxing was a display of pointless violence – but an unheralded prizefighter changed my mind.
David Goldblatt's The Games is a history of the tarnished Olympics, from Avery Brundage to, yes, London 2012.
A year of World Cup glory, meeting Paul McCartney and eating placenta.
We feel the glory of that triumphant moment, 50 years ago, all the more because of all the other occasions when we have failed to win.