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The whistles from both sides of the Olympic pool blew hard. The white clad referees each pointed to the defender in front of my son and held up the four fingers representing his number, and then pointed to the side. The player was done. Kicked out. The blood oozing from my sons nose was finally enough proof the other kid used his elbow too many times.
I feel your pain after years of attending niece and nephew hockey and swim meets.
My sister-in-law was on the 1980 U.S. Olympics swim team and was adamant that all her kids needed to play a sport. She raised my niece to be a California state water polo champion who was so good she received a free ride as an out of state student at Michigan.
She won Big Ten tournaments with her Wolverine teammates who were all from SoCal (quelle surprise!) but chose a career in Asian studies, speaks Japanese and Mandarin fluently, interviewed at the State Dept, but chose a job at the infamous Chiat Day!
We’re all ridiculously proud of her but I admire my sister-in-law’s insistence that she learn how to play a team sport, particularly after reading VC’s interesting post on why women can’t seem to “bond” in the professional world.
Perhaps men learn how to work as a team more often and at an earlier age than women.
Congrats to your niece! Impressive. Yes the team building is critical for development. I read somewhere that those who participate in team sports excell in life further than those who don’t. Im proud of my son, he has swimming, water polo, school and volunteers. Hope colleges see that as a reason for a scholarship too!
Beatrice, was your sister in law American? We boycotted the 1980 Olympics.
Well, Jesse Owens did not in 1936, so why should she?
The U.S. did send a team (not just Owens) to the Berlin Olympics. Louis Zamperini competed in the 5000 m and met Hitler. There was no boycott.
16 U.S. teams participated sans flag in 1980.
My niece was on that swim team and did not participate. She went to the Goodwill games and won two golds and ask bronze there. I was not aware that the US sent people without the flag.
I am impressed about water polo. You could get drowned playing water polo. I nearly did a couple of times. I ended up washing out. But, it was great fun. Good for them.
David Sussman:
The GOP has to learn how to fight a two-front war. Instead of thinking of ABC, CBS, NBC, CNN, PBS as potential partners because they provide exposure, they have to learn to see them as the enemy.
Boycott, blame, accuse, attack. They are more of an enemy than the Socialists. They hide behind their fig leaf of “balance.”
The American Model of Journalism was a model in which the journalists put aside their own opinions and gave the people the facts. That no longer exists except in small town papers.
What we have now is the European Model of Journalism, in which each news agency is a partisan. The GOP will be playing defense forever unless they recognize the media facts of life in the 21st Century.
It is my understanding* that though there were several athletes who wished to compete without the flag, they were told that they would be stripped of their passports if they did. When the athletes then sued the U.S. government, they lost the case.
*The key info is toward the bottom of the linked page.
ETA: Sorry for the thread-jacking, David. I hope your son gets a better ref next game.
That’s why what my son said on the way home was so poignant.
How is your son’s nose?
Great. Thanks Brent.
“But it was how the other team played that frustrated me. They almost fouled on every possession, but not quite. It seemed they had mastered the art of crossing the line, without getting caught.”
My swim coach way way way back was Ervin Zador. At the ’56 olympics, he was on the Hungarian water polo team that was playing the Russians in the midst of the Hungarian Revolution. None of them went home when the Olympics were over.
Water polo was just getting started in the US in those days, so our swim team members became water poloers. I loved it, but there were no prescription goggles in those days, and playing blind didn’t work so well.But I played. Ervin would sometimes join us in the pool. Having him guard you was a lesson in how the big boys play the “underwater game.” Suffice to say, it was way beyond what any rules allowed, but out of sight of the refs. The key is to keep your hands visible and a poker face while drowning your opponent with your legs.
Google Ervin Zador. He’s the one with blood pouring out of his eye. One of the all time iconic Olympic photos, considering the circumstances.
Btw, my favorite high school teacher (or any school teacher) was also a Hungarian who, in his early teens, woke up one morning in Budapest to the sound of gunfire. Russian tanks were pouring into the city, and Hungarians were responding any way they could, including with small arms. He and his brother took advantage to walk to Austria. Great teacher, but absolutely riveting stories that certainly played an important part in awakening me to the reality of communism.
EDIT: Sorry David, to take your fine thread off track! But you awoke some old memories I couldn’t help writing about.
“On the way home I asked my melancholy son how he was doing. He peered out the window and simply said: ‘We played their game … not ours. And that’s why we lost.’”
Please introduce Mitch McConnell to your son. Then tell him to listen. Mitch, that is.
And THAT is the key to success. Thanks for the story!
Exactly.
Not a jack! Sports has always had a link with politics. Thus the purpose of my post. Thanks.