Let's throw open the Games to drugs cheats.

Who among us hasn't wanted to see the 100 metres run in 5 swift seconds (and that's the women's final)? Or see weightlifters snatch and grab 500 kilos, or the 1500 metres swimming final done and dusted in 7 minutes or less?

If you were offered the choice of two Olympics - the drug free or the ‘anything goes "do you want some human growth hormone with that?" "oh yes please and can I have some steroids on the side?" - Games, which would you choose?

Think carefully.

Would you pick the one where earnest human endeavour wins or would you pick the one where superhuman athletes fly baby fly at speeds no-one can possibly comprehend?

Mmmm, pick two looks fun.

Ever since the East Germans decided to turn their women into men with a cocktail of gender bending performance enhancing drugs, the Olympics have never been the same. And in the decades since, we've had to put up with the unfairness and sadness of clean and talented athletes losing out to the cheats - think Raelene Boyle. The playing field hasn't been level since.

And ever since we've heard the same mantra from officials, "We are going to crack down on the cheats ... oh yes you better believe it."

And they never do. And they never will. Inevitably the science of cheating seems always to be one step ahead of the pack.

If my dim memory serves me correct, there was a survey a few years ago where a raft of elite athletes were posed one question: if you were offered a drug that was undetectable, and guaranteed you Olympic Gold BUT would take ten years off your life, would you take it?

Music please ...

Your answer please ...

"The drug, the drug, the drug. I'd take the drug!"

How extraordinary, the lure of gold is so great that not even death stands in its way. So if death is no barrier, let's let them off the leash and enjoy the spectacle. Let's just admit it. They win, we lose. The time has come to throw up our hands and concede defeat.

Let the All Steroid Olympics begin.

Yes, they'll be freaks, super freaks, but by God they'll be fast.

"Citius, Altius, Fortius, Drugius." "Swifter, Higher, Stronger, Drugged up."

How much more fun would it be to see athletes not just at their peak but ‘peaking'. Swimmers getting not just black line fever but white line fever as well.

In fact I'd go further, as they no doubt will when the technology comes on-line. I'd take the DNA of famous past Olympians and genetically engineer exact copies. Then using modern training techniques to bring them quite literally up to speed I'd race Mark Spitz against Ian Thorpe or Jesse Owens against ... oh this is good ... Ben Johnson.

Imagine the possible scenarios.

"The crowd is hushed awaiting this historic final. In lane 4, Dawn Fraser. In lane 5, Shane Gould. Libby Lenton is in lane 6. The starter is ready. And they're off!"

Woo hoo and away we go!!!

But I'm getting ahead of myself. Back to the drugs. If everyone is ‘on the juice' then, and here's a wistful irony for you, for the first time in decades the advantages drugs give to cheats will be wiped out and other factors will come into play. In the race for victory, and with the playing field level, competitors will be forced to rely on those non-drug attributes we've long longed for but all but given up on - hard work, determination, ability and the will to win.

Finally, a final we could trust.

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