Tuesday, July 11, 2006
Out like a Punk
Two things does this apply to:
First session is done, and I am sitting in the eye of the storm, waiting for the crush of second sessioners to arrive at the airport tomorrow. As we all know, the first session campers are loveable punks, at least more so than their late-summer counterparts. The latter prefer more stucture, more medication and more wanting to appear like they do not belong in first session.
The second, and more written about example is Zinedane Zidane, the All-World, Mega-Superstar french soccer player and hero. Late in the game, at the beginning of the second overtime, Zidane and a large Italian defenseman, Materazzi, exchanged words. They separated, Zidane took a couple of strides forward, and then turned and headbutted Materazzi squarely in the sternum, knocking him to the ground. After some hesitantion and discussion Zidane was shown a red card, and left the game (tied) in the final overtime, in the final game of the World Cup, in the final game of his storied career. What a punk. They still gave him the MVP award, which will merit discussion for months to come, considering that he also missed another game for getting two yellow cards earlier in the tournament. Also, the frogs only missed one penatly kick, which in theory he would have taken (or Henry, who was benched) and made.
I got to hang around with my family today, it was a very sharp reminder of how insane it is to have a family present, the sheer chaos of discussion, going places, organizing everything so that everyone is always happy which is impossible.
Viva Italia!
Daniel
First session is done, and I am sitting in the eye of the storm, waiting for the crush of second sessioners to arrive at the airport tomorrow. As we all know, the first session campers are loveable punks, at least more so than their late-summer counterparts. The latter prefer more stucture, more medication and more wanting to appear like they do not belong in first session.
The second, and more written about example is Zinedane Zidane, the All-World, Mega-Superstar french soccer player and hero. Late in the game, at the beginning of the second overtime, Zidane and a large Italian defenseman, Materazzi, exchanged words. They separated, Zidane took a couple of strides forward, and then turned and headbutted Materazzi squarely in the sternum, knocking him to the ground. After some hesitantion and discussion Zidane was shown a red card, and left the game (tied) in the final overtime, in the final game of the World Cup, in the final game of his storied career. What a punk. They still gave him the MVP award, which will merit discussion for months to come, considering that he also missed another game for getting two yellow cards earlier in the tournament. Also, the frogs only missed one penatly kick, which in theory he would have taken (or Henry, who was benched) and made.
I got to hang around with my family today, it was a very sharp reminder of how insane it is to have a family present, the sheer chaos of discussion, going places, organizing everything so that everyone is always happy which is impossible.
Viva Italia!
Daniel
# posted by Daniel @ 5:10 PM 
