1992. The first time I was watching sport on Colour TV. And the Olympic games…
Hola, Barcelona!
Love the place, the club, the language ever since…..
And I remember the ‘92 Olympic games a lot……
Coming to the point, I remember Basketball, and the Dream Team….. Jordan, Magic, Bird, Ewing… and Barkley, who quickly became my favourite.
And I remember uttering …. Croatia, good team, they will give the dream team a fight… they have a good guy playing for them….
Well, Croatia didn’t. The Dream Team had 6 guys as good as that Croatian guy all the time on court, and they decided to really play, really put up a show that day in the finals.
Croatia lost rather tamely. That guy did put in an effort, but it amounted to little in the scheme of things
I often wondered what happened to that guy…. Iron-curtain mediocracy? That’s what I always suspected.
But no, Drazen Petrovic’s story was sadder….
