another drowzee. another drowzee? how many drowzees is that now? team gb finishing second in the medals table in rio. we beat china, russia, and in the process became the first country ever to improve on a home medal haul at the next olympic games, winning 67 in total, two more than london 2012. here's a reminder of how inspiring team gb were. it is not the critic who counts. not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles. 0r whether the doer of deeds could have done them better. the credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena. whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood. who strives valiantly. who errs. who comes short again and again. because there is no effort without error and shortcoming. i'm so sorry for the people that stayed up late to watch and cheer me on. but who does actually strive to do the deeds? who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions? this may be the last one? possibly, yeah. i don't want to cry. who spends himself in a worthy cause. who, at the best, knows in the end, the triumph of high achievemen