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Hugh Grant hosted the 2017 Laureus World Sports Awards on Tuesday at the Salle des Etoiles. TV Presenter Kate Giles, also known as Kate Abdo, was co-host to Mr Grant.
Some of the biggest names in sports attended the prestigious Awards Ceremony, which was first held in the Monaco in 2000, when, as HSH Prince Albert noted, “Nelson Mandela galvanised us all with his impassioned speech” during with the South African President said: “Sport has the power to change the world.”
Mr Mandela’s inspiration led to the formation of the Laureus Sport for Good Movement, which now includes 60 Laureus Academy Members and 200 Ambassadors.
Prince Albert commented, “Laureus is a worldwide recognised movement that teaches young people to discover the best in themselves and provides them with the tools and skills they need to succeed how difficult can be the circumstances.”
There are seven Laureus awards categories, and each winner is presented with a Cartier-crafted Laureus Statuette, “a representation of the striving human form against an engraved representation of the continents”.
Five-time Olympic gold medallist in the pool, Missy Franklin, announced the first award of the evening – The Laureus Sportswoman of the Year – which went to fellow American, Simone Biles, 2016 Olympic individual all-around, vault and floor gold medallist. The award was given by legendary gymnast Nadia Comaneci and Prince Albert.
Laureus Academy Member Boris Becker presented the Laureus World Comeback of the Year to “the greatest swimmer ever” Michael Phelps, while Monaco’s pride and joy, the recently-retired Nico Rosberg, picked up The Laureus World Breakthrough of the Year Award from F1’s Emerson Fittipaldi.
Other winners included the Refugee Olympic Team (The Laureus Sport for Good Award for Sporting Inspiration), Leicester City FC (The Laureus Spirit of Sport Award) and Rachel Atherton (The Laureus World Action Sportsperson of the Year).
The Laureus World Team of the Year went to the Chicago Cubs and The Laureus Best Sporting Moment of the Year was awarded to the FC Barcelona U12 Team.
The ceremony ended with 13-time Olympic and World Championship gold medal sprinter Michael Johnson giving the 4th Laureus World Sportsman of the Year Award to “the greatest sprinter ever”, Usain Bolt.
The evening was filled with touching stories, from Hugh Grant talking about the “amazing work of Laureus Sport for Good, changing the lives of millions of young people all over the world” to a tribute video to the legendary boxer Muhammad Ali, who died in June 2016.
Other highlights of the 2-hour event included HSH Princess Charlene presenting Tim Conibear, founder of Waves for Change, with a special honour, The Laureus Sport for Good Award. Waves for Change “provides safe spaces, access to caring adults, and provision of weekly Surf Therapy Session for Violent Communities”. (Feature photo: Facebook Laureus)
Article first published February 14, 2017.
Thierry Neuville has snatched victory from Toyota’s defending champ Sebastien Ogier in the 2020 World Rally Championship season-opening Monte-Carlo Rally which ended Sunday.
New head coach Robert Moreno is under pressure after Saturday’s 1-3 loss and has conceded that his team needs to “work hard to learn about defence in particular”.
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AS Monaco has stealthily made their way into the knockout stages of the Coupe de France after their decisive 3-1 win against Saint Pryvé-Saint Hilaire in Orleans on Monday night.
We also share a common goal, to finish the race. We are not fast or young. My husband teaches history at the Patrick Mouratoglou Tennis Academy in Sophia Antipolis. He’s been working there for years and the students know him as the sporty teacher who every year gives himself a physical challenge, say a run like the 100 km de Millau or the Connemara 160 km in Ireland. A few days ago one of the kids, who is a gifted athlete and often wins tournaments asked him what he was training for. When he replied a SwimRun in Germany, she said, “Great, do you think you’ll win your age category?” He laughed. “Well, do you think you’ll place then?” was her follow-up. Sure, maybe when we’re 70 and the only team competing in the mixed category. Until then, our PB is to make the cut-offs.The advantage of training with your spouse is the shared level of fatigue, which inevitably dominoes across the week, affecting work, household chores, a strict meal plan (I sought advice from Séverine Olivie, a sports nutritionist at IM2S on avenue d'Ostende) and, yes, “adult time”. After five straight weekends with our Saturday peak training consisting of 35 km running and 8 km of swimming and then a half-marathon on Sunday, we are zonked. It’s not as bad as training for Ötillö last summer, which was the second hottest summer ever recorded in France. We had to be up at 4 am and out the door by 5 to make the most of the “cooler” morning temperatures of 25°C! This summer training has been unbearable for a different reason. The Bastille Day attack. For seven years, I lived half a block from the Negresco Hotel before moving a year ago, for fear of an attack of this type. I’m still less than 500 metres from the Promenade des Anglais, which I use every day between swimming, running, dog walking and cycling. The majority of our training has always been east of Nice, to Villefranche and Monaco. But since July 14, neither of us have had the heart. It’s hard to put into words the sadness of "the Prom", it’s like she’s still weeping. The days following the atrocity, the pavement stained in human forms seeped blood in the summer sun. From Magnan to Jardin Albert 1er, there were improvised floral tombstones zigzagging the breadth of the Prom as far as the eye could see. These memorials grew from a few flowers to pictures with names. Children that died had stuffed toys covering the tiny spot on earth where they fell; an entire family was killed by the bench where I sit to stare at the sea. How can you run on someone’s soul? Even today, I don’t know what to expect when I approach the Prom, what keepsake has been added by a grieving family member, how many candles are burning, you can’t escape what has happened here. Driving over the patch of road between the Palais de la Méditerranée and the Negresco is no easier, even now, two months on. I cry each time, having walked, with thousands of others en route to the memorial on July 18, to pay respect to each of the victims who stopped breathing along that very 1 kilometre. It just hits you. So we now head west and train towards Antibes. There are lots of open stretches of beachfront in Cagnes-sur-Mer and Villeneuve Loubet, although you encounter amusing facial reactions when you are running with hand paddles, a pullboy and wearing your swim cap with goggles along strips of seaside road. Men, often running or cycling by, stop to ask if we are training for a SwimRun and if we know of anyone they could partner with. Then there’s the jellyfish. I first started swimming in the sea in 2013 and I was terrified of jellies. I used to imagine them hanging out in a large group, wearing berets and smoking, just waiting for me to approach them so they could sting away. My husband, again, good-naturedly, swam alongside me, enduring my screams of panic anytime I saw anything move below me (including my own air bubbles). Fast forward three years, I swim through areas of jellyfish without a second thought. And although this summer has been exceptional in comparison to previous years, with very little presence of these gelatinous nuisances, I’ve been stung a bunch of times, including this afternoon. The worst was two weeks ago when a huge beast thought my shoulder was an all-you-can-eat buffet, leaving my upper arm numb for hours, and scarred. Still the ethos of SwimRunning is nature dictates. I’m in their way, not the other way round. Maybe we’re crazy in the head but if you've been stung (which feels like a bee sting) and you’ve soldiered on to complete your seven-hour workout, it’s like a badge of honour. So why do we do it? We are dragging ourselves out of bed on the weekend to endure hours of SwimRunning? Swimming in the Med at sunrise. The coastal views running from Monaco to Nice. The hard-earned feeling of physical exhaustion. Having gauffres (bakery waffles) and cafés au lait post-workout. Doing something you love with someone you love. To all those who were so kind to invite me to the many events and parties over the Yacht Show weekend, this goes out to you. I really did have a good excuse as to why I couldn’t be there. Got a favourite run, bike route or swim or are you training for a race? Share your stories and photos with Monaco Life. Email: email@example.com First published October 4, 2016.