When it comes to New York City’s bid for the 2012 Olympics, bad news is wonderful news. We do not need the goddamned Olympics here. Jesus H. Christ.

Over to The New York Observer’s Politicker:

If the mayor sounded a little panicky about New York’s Olympic bid the other day, he’s not the only one getting worried.

The London Observer (no formal relation to this blog, though we like them) reported Sunday that “London has in effect abandoned hope of winning the 2012 Olympic Games, because it is so far behind Paris,” according to “key members of the bidding team.”

The growing Paris consensus is obviously bad news for New York. So is the apparent British surrender. That’s because one theory had the American bid winning after London and Paris split the initial vote.

The story only mentions New York in passing, but has more bad news for Mike and Dan: “Another IOC member said that Paris’s actual investment in sports facilities such as the Stade de France had impressed them, especially when compared to London’s ‘virtual bid’ of architects’ plans, scale models and promises to build an array of new sports facilities in the East End.”

The bad news is expected on July 6, just in time for three months of repetition by Freddy Ferrer.

The Olympics are a crock. They’re a bad business proposition for the city and, ultimately, nothing more than Robert-Moses-wannabe Dan Doctoroff’s Trojan Horse to build a West Side stadium (in and of itself probably a very bad idea — likely to be a waste of hundreds of millions of taxpayer dollars).

Bloomberg may get his head handed to him on this issue — and he’ll deserve it. New York City never stood much of a chance of flipping post-9/11 sympathy into a pick by the International Olympic Committee. And with Bush in office, well, any good will there got squandered right quick.

So please, IOC, send ’em to Paris.