I was in the hospital for a year when I was a kid. All the doctors said I should give up sports. Where do you think you’re going, young man? The Olympics. You’d better take this. Put your medals in. Thanks, Mum. For as long as I can remember it has been my ambition to become an Olympian. Eddie! You are not an athlete! I just needed to find the right sport. Britain hasn’t had a ski jumper since 1929. I’m going to be a ski jumper. He’s going to break his neck. I’m gonna break his neck. The time to start jumping is when you’re five or six. I heard you were a champion, so I was thinking maybe you can give me a few tips. Give up. There’s one for free. Watch this guy. Number two in the world. And he knew what he was doing. He’s not actually going to jump, is he? You’re not gonna give up, are you? You want your moment, Eddie? You gotta do this for real. Our strategy will best be described as ugly but effective. The Olympics is associated with certain qualities. Excellence. Achievement. They have no desire to associate with defeat. You’re a disgrace to the sport. Good. Personal best! And we’re a disgrace! Mr. Edwards, your jump doesn’t count. Because you just changed the rules. Don’t I have a right to represent my country? No. My dream’s turned into a nightmare. It’s a world that doesn’t want to know ya. So what’s new? The British Olympic Association is trying to stop me. I have to do this. The press all want to hear your story. I was kicked off every team I was ever on before I even got a chance to prove myself. I take jumping very seriously. Nearly as much as proving people wrong. Where do you think you’re going? The Olympics. I thought you might need this. It’s higher than you’ve jumped before. Faster than you’ve gone before. You’re going to break bones. You’re lucky if you can walk again. As your coach, I think you’re crazy. But as your friend… Fly. You’re Eddie the Eagle.