Nostalgia trip: Eddie the Eagle by Michael Edwards - a loser takes all
"There's no success like failure," Bob Dylan wrote in his song Love Minus Zero, No Limit in 1965, and in 1988, at the Winter Olympics in Calgary, Canada, British skier Michael Edwards proved it. There was something about the accident-prone Olympian - Britain's first representative in ski jumping - that endeared him to the global audience.
by Michael Edwards
Weidenfeld & Nicolson
"There's no success like failure," Bob Dylan wrote in his song Love Minus Zero, No Limit in 1965, and in 1988, at the Winter Olympics in Calgary, Canada, British skier Michael Edwards proved it. There was something about the accident-prone Olympian - Britain's first representative in ski jumping - that endeared him to the global audience.
Edwards has pursued many callings over the years - builder, plasterer, pop star, lawyer and more - but his core career has been that of celebrity heroic failure.
He was, briefly, an author. His autobiography, Eddie the Eagle: My Story, was rushed out while he was at the zenith of his fame, having just represented Britain in the 70- and 90-metre ski jumping events, coming spectacularly last in both.
By the closing ceremony, in both fame and popularity Edwards had eclipsed the medal winners - not all of whom took it well: he got hate mail as well as fan mail.
His level of competence fell hilariously short of Olympic standards - yet he had legitimately qualified to be present in Calgary. In 1988 he was in the top 10 - barely, at No9 - of the world's amateur speed skiers; held the British ski jumping record (by international standards a modest one); and, more impressively, set the world stunt ski jumping record by clearing an obstacle of 10 cars and six buses.