So basically....

2010. The Commonwealth Games. New Delhi.

Was I keen to go initially? To be honest, I wasn't. I left it until the last day of applying before going for an interview. I passed, but was largely apathetic and being on the reserves list suited me down to the ground. I guess I didn't think It would be worth it at the time. Reports in the news talked about how the stadiums were struggling to be completed by the deadlines, that teams were considering pulling out due to the political instability and terror threats and the fact we, as volunteers, were shrouded in a mist of ambiguity as to our roles during the games. This took the shine off what I thought could have been a brilliant chance to gain some real journalism brownie points.

But then I realised, hang on, Its the Commonwealth Games! and Sheffield Hallam is the ONLY university going, money comes and goes but experiences and oppourtunities like this (excuse the cliche) come once in a lifetime! Who else as an undergraduate student can say that on a CV? After a few weeks as costs were announced, people began to drop out and, luckily, I was called up as a replacement. I was elated and the countdown to the games could finally begin.