Top three?
Ver' ver' tricky.
But I was in the Limp ick Park watching the cycling and the men's triathlon on the giant screen - heavens, I nearly left half way through the tri as there was no more cycling scheduled that day.
I am sooooooo glad I didn't. The moment Alistair Brownlee snatched a union flag from a spectator and triumphantly crossed the line will, I think, stay with me forever.
The Park Live area was absolutely rammed, so much so that they'd stopped admitting people a good hour and a half earlier.
I've never heard such a noise, or seen a crowd erupt as they did at that moment.
Lump in throat, big time, and I'd by no means call myself either a tri fan or a patriot.
Awesome moment.
