Sport and time; an inseparable duo that go together with all the synergy of fish and chips, gin and tonic and, of course, triple shot soy decaf vanilla latte with whipped cream and rainbow sprinkles and contempt.
Without time, sport simply wouldn’t work – boxing bouts would become relentless blood baths that didn’t end until someone bled out, speed records would be impossible to either set or break and cricket matches would be like endless cycling through the nine circles of Dante’s Inferno, but not as much fun. So, with sport reliant on the measurement of time (yes, I know it’s only an abstract concept, thank you), the age of the sports watch was nothing if not inevitable.
