Archive for January, 2009

He Ain’t Heavy, He’s My Brother

One of the joys of taking public transportation to and from my job at the VA Medical Center is that the people watching is interesting, to say the least.

On Thursday, when I was heading to meet my wife where she works in south Minneapolis, I got on the #21 bus that goes down Lake Street. A couple of stops later, a young man of about 17 or 18 holding a couple of Pizza Hut boxes got on the bus with a boy who looked to be about 6 or 7 years old. As the bus went west bound, the older brother pulled out some hot, steamy pizza bread and handed it to his younger brother, who happily munched on his piece. As soon as that one was eaten, the older brother carefully reached in and picked out another one for his little brother. 

As the bus approached Chicago Avenue and Lake street, the younger one said that his hands were messy. “Damn!” The older brother muttered, ” I forgot to grab napkins. Dontrelle, just wipe your hands on my pants”. The younger brother did as ordered and wiped tomato sauce and more than a little grease on his older brother’s expensive-looking jeans. When I remarked to the older brother that he showed a lot of love for his little brother, he shrugged his shoulders and said, “Well, it ain’t his fault I forgot the napkins. I can’t just let him go with greasy hands. The jeans will wash out.” With that, the young man held the pizza boxes with one arm, and with the other, reached out to his little brother and took his hand and helped him off the bus.

I thought to myself that with so much bad news, it was really refreshing to see the simple gesture of caring of an older brother for his younger sibling. I also thought that little boy was awfully lucky to have an older brother who obviously cared for him a great deal.  This simple act of an older brother making the best of the situation was very touching, and gave me a very good feeling after another tough day of learning my new job. 

This young man showed a great deal of patience and responsibility- something that just seems to be in short supply from what we see in the news. 

Book Review: ” A Long Way Gone-Memoirs of a Boy Soldier”

One of the books that I have been able to finish in the last couple of weeks is A Long Way Gone- Memoirs of a Boy Soldier  by Ishmael Beah. 

There has certainly been a lot of bad news coming out of sub-saharan Africa for quite some time : Corrupt governments, AIDS/HIV, civil wars, ethnic cleansing…the list is a long and sad one. 

War itself is an obscene, terrible thing in what it does to people. It’s bad enough when young people in their late teens and early twenties are enlisted to fight on behalf of politicians, but what makes many of these civil wars in Africa even more deplorable has been the forced enlistment of children to bear arms and fight. 

In the case of Mr. Beah, he was a young boy in the west African nation of Sierra Leone when the civil war changed his life forever. At the age of 12, he and his friends were uprooted from their rural village. For months they evaded the rebels, who wanted to use boys and young men for their army. In the end, Beah and his mates were conscripted by the government army. They were given a quick lesson in the use of an AK-47 and military tactics. They were also given drugs to keep them awake for weeks at a time.

Ismael Beah’s account is unfliching, disturbing and graphic. He does not spare himself for the things that he did to other human beings. 

In the end, Beah was able to leave Sierra Leone, and was able to make a life for himself and get an education in the United States. 

For the reader with an interest in Africa and what is going on, I would strongly recommend this book as it brings up a lot of material, none the least of which is just what will countries like Liberia, Sierra Leone and the Democratic Republic of the Congo do with all of these thousands of young boys and teenagers who have been deprived of their childhoods. These are young men who know how to kill-yet may be illiterate, have serious issues with Post Traumatic Stress Syndrome and who all had their childhoods stolen from them. 

Ismael Beah is a master story teller from a country where story telling is an art and indeed, and ingrained part of the culture. “A long Way Home” is a compelling read-and a big reason why I prefer non fiction to fiction, as what goes in real life is more extraordinary and gripping than most novels.



Merci, Castres!

After a wild weekend of Heineken Cup rugby, the citizens of “La Ville Rose” (The Pink City, the nickname for Toulouse because of it’s unique color of roof tiles-and leftist politics) in Toulouse owe a huge thanks to Top 14 strugglers Castres, who with nothing but pride to play for, upset former champs London Wasps 21-15 in France over the weekend. 

The upshot of Castre’s shocking win against Danny Cipriani and his mates was that it meant Osprey’s win over Leicester allowed them to qualify for the Heineken Cup Quarterfinals as one of the two best second place teams from pool play. Shane Williams and his Welsh mates earned a very tough quarterfinal match-up with the monsters from Munster, the defending champs. 

The second upshot of Wasp’s faux-pas in France was that it meant that the match between Bath and Toulouse lost a bit of drama, as both teams qualified. The only question would be who would top the group. A win for either team would mean that they would win the group-and possibly host a quarterfinal game. 

 Any hope for a wide open match in Bath were scuttled by the weather. The conditions made the pitch look like something that only a duck or a moto-cross rider would appreciate. The pitch was boggy mess with huge areas of standing water all over. The match itself was the rugby version of trench warfare. The conditions for kicking were a nightmare for both teams. Jean-Baptiste Ellisalde of Toulouse was one for five in his kicking. (Marc Lievremont has to REALLY be wondering who is going to be doing the kicking for France in the Six Nations after David Skrela’s 1-6 effort against Australia back in November) Toulouse physically dominated the first half. Their front row of Bouihlou, Dustatoir and Sowerby manhandled Bath in the frist half. Both Toulouse and Bath had chances to score tries. Towards the end of the game, Bath had 19 phases of play near the Toulouse try line, but they conceded a penalty and Toulouse was able to close out the game for a 3-3 try. Not  nearly as satisfying match as the dramatic one that Toulouse was able to snatch at the death in Languedoc. In the end, 3-3 was a fair result for a match played in deplorable conditions.

Toulouse’s reward for being the #8 seed in the Heineken Cup matches is a Quarterfinal against #1 seed Cardiff Blues.  In winning their group, Cardiff steamrolled everybody in their group-the only team to finish undefeated.  You have to wonder if the powers with Cardiff are going to sacrfice the ambiance of the Arms Park for a bigger payday and a match with Toulouse at the Millennium Stadium in Cardiff should be a huge draw. Of the Quarterfinal matches, Harlequins-Leinster, Munster-Ospreys, Leicester-Bath, and Cardiff-Toulouse, there is no question that the latter is the most mouth-watering match-up of the lot. (Although for English rugby fans, Leicester-Bath amounts to a local derby) Leicester-Bath may be played in Coventry, which has a bigger stadium than the Tigers or Bath has.

A lot can change in a couple of months, as the quarterfinals won’t be played until April; but at this point, I think ‘Quins, Munster, Bath and Toulouse will make the semi-finals. I know it is tough to pick against a number one seed, and there is a part of me that would love to see the Blues go deep in this tournament, but if the match is played in the Millennium Stadium in Cardiff, there is a chance that the roof will closed if the conditions are bad. On a fast track, it’s tough to pick against Guy Noves and his men in red and black.

Blog, What Blog?

One of the big changes with my new job working at the VA Medical Center in Minneapolis is that I have a lot less time to check out my favorite blogs, but also time to devote to my own blog. If you figure that two hours a day are my commute time to and from work, as opposed to about 45-50 minutes for the entire day with my other job. On the bright side, I have finished two pretty good books during my commute time, a book by the comedian Louie Anderson on dealing with dysfunctional families and “The Asshole Rule”, a really good book about dealing with impossible people in  the workplace. I am currently reading the amazing autobiography by a young man who was a child soldier in the civil war in Sierra Leone, in west Africa.

My friend Barry over at http://totalflanker.blogspot.com/  has run into a similar program after he switched jobs. He still blogs, but the entries are not as frequent as before. I guess like my English friend in the blogosphere, I am going to have to go for quality entries instead of being prolific.

What a Difference a Weekend Makes…

Toulouse looked to this writer to be in cruise control in the Heineken Cup. A home match for Toulouse against the Glasgow Warriors would have seemed to be a great way for Guy Noves’ men to all but punch their ticket to the Heineken Cup Quarterfinals. The Scottish club had nothing but pride for which to play. Well, the Warriors walked out of France with a 33-26 win.  Toulouse’s loss, coupled with Bath’s win against Welsh Side Newport Gwent, leaves Bath at 19 points and Toulouse with 18 points in group play. This means that for Toulouse to be assured of making the quarterfinals, they will have to win AT Bath-A tall order to say the least, particularly given how Toulouse had to snatch victory at the last second against the English side in Toulouse on match day one of pool play. This result is going to give Guy Noves and his players with a lot to talk about and think about before the last, winner-take-all match in England. 

French clubs were already in a tough spot going into this weekend. The results meant that those with slim chances had them all wiped out: Perpignan, Stade Francais, and Clermont Auvergne were all officially sent packing from the Heineken Cup on this match day 5 weekend.

Going into match day 6, we know this much: Munster, Cardiff, Leicester  and Harlequins are all through to the Quarterfinals. Leinster and London Wasps are tied at 16 in their group. To get one of the two best second place spots for a spot in the Quarterfinals, it looks like it will be between Toulouse and Bath (18 and 19 points), Ospreys at 16,whoever finishes second between London Wasps and Leinster, and Gloucester on life-support at 15.  You have to give the Scots a lot of credit, they played a couple of great matches against Bath and their win in Languedoc-Roussillion give them something to build on for the rest of the Magner’s League season and for next year. As for Toulouse, they REALLY made their life a whole lot more complicated. If they crash out, a Heineken Cup competition without a single French side is bad news, indeed for French Rugby with the 6 nations starting in just a few short weeks.

Adventures in Public Transport

One thing that changed for a lot of my compatriots at the time gasoline (petrol) was over 4 dollars a gallon (Down to $ 1.87 now in Minneapolis), was that all of the sudden, public transportation became an option to strongly consider. I would have loved to have taken public transportation at my other job, but as most public transport goes from suburb to city, and there is no “circle” line that goes around the Twin Cities metro, public transportation was out for me.

When I took my new job with the VA Medical Center, that changed things a bit. Now, I can take the Park and Ride in Robbinsdale, get on the 14 Bus to downtown Minneapolis, and then from there, take the new Light Rail system  , which gets me from downtown to the VA in about 15-20 minutes without fighting traffic.

The past week was not a ton of fun waiting in -20 F( -28 Celsius) weather, but luckily my waits were not that long. The point that public transport has been a good choice to me was hammered home on Tuesday when I had to take my car to work. It took me about an hour and 10 minutes for what should have been a bout 30-35 minute drive. Even though I live in a cold-climate state, it seems that people forget how to drive on snow and ice in a few months. The roads were jammed with spinouts and other accidents.

At least for my day shift, taking the public transport has been a viable option.

Another benefit of taking the MTC has been that I can take the light rail to Lake Street in South Minneapolis, change to either a 21 or 27 bus, and get towards the funeral home where my wife works at. Yesterday, since the weather was actually almost balmy, 8 degrees Farehnheit ( -13 C), I stopped at the Mercado Central (http://www.mercadocentral.net/ )on Lake Street, and hit a Mexican grocery store for some chiles and spices I needed to try to make a couple of different Mexican dishes. 

It’s been nice to save some wear and tear on our cars, and I have to admit, I do like the people watching on the bus and light rail. I have also been able to do some reading, an improvement over my life at home, as each time my wife sees me trying to read a book, that is her sign that she needs me to do some kind of chore around the house to better engage my mind and activity.

On that note, my wife is hollering for me right now to do something….

“Yes, Dear?”

Adieu Xavier! ….and Other Toulouse News

Of all of the rugby news in the last couple of weeks, one little item that might have flown below the radar of rugby fans was the announced retirement of former Toulouse back Xavier Garbajosa. He lifted the Heineken Cup with Toulouse back in 2003. He played as a fullback, center and wing.

Injuries proved to be too much to overcome for Garbajosa, who was playing at Bayonne this year. At the age of 32, he wore the blue of the French National Team 31 times. 

French fans will remember Garajosa as playing fullback for Les Bleus in France’s huge upset against New Zealand in the 1999 Rugby World Cup. 

In other news from “La Ville Rose”, Toulouse set a Top 14 record by beating Dax 29-9 for it’s 11th straight win. Cedric Heymans and Jean Bouihlou are shown here in Toulouse’s historic win. Good thing that Toulouse continues to win, as Stade Francais is staying right on Toulouse’s heels.
This week in the Heineken Cup, Toulouse host Glasgow with a chance to all but assure themselves a place in the quarterfinals-and the very real possibility that Toulouse will be the ONLY French club side to make the final 8 in Europe’s premier club competition.
For Xavier Garbajosa, “Bonne Chance” (good luck) as he enters a new phase in his life.-And, in the words of the late Bob Hope, “Thanks for the memories.”

Beziers: How the Once Mighty Have Fallen

When I was a university student in Montpellier, France back in the early 80’s, Beziers was THE powerhouse of French rugby. It’s hard to believe now, but t there was a period of time when Beziers lifted Le Bouclier de Brennus (Brennus’ Shield) 10 times over a 13 year period. Names like Palmie, Martin and Alain Esteve made “Les Chameaux” (The Camels) the team to beat in French Club rugby.

1984 was a year where Ronald Reagan won his second term in office as US President, Michel Platini led the French National Soccer(football) team to the European Nations title, Liverpool beat Roma for the European Champions Cup, Carl Lewis won the first of his Olympic Gold Medals…and was the last year where Beziers won it’s last title. 

Beziers has been in the second division of French rugby since the end of the 2005-06 season, and they don’t look like they will be joining the Top 14 of French Rugby for the 2009-10 season either, as after last weekend’s 21-21 draw with Albi, they sit a mere 3 points ahead of Bourg-en-Bresse for last place in “Pro 2″. In spite of developing talent that would wear the blue of the French National side, like hooker Dimitri Szarzweski and flanker Yannick Nyanga, Beziers is a club that plays in front of a handful of faithful fans who still bother to show up at Le Stade de la Mediteranee-an 18,000 seat jewel that was unveiled during the 1999 Rugby World Cup. 

To add to the dismay of Beziers fans, like my friend( and Beziers native) Jean-Paul, even former stars have fallen on hard times. Last week, Alain Esteve, the great former lock for both Beziers and the French National side, was brought to trial, accused of being involved with a scheme to bring women from eastern Europe to work as prostitutes in Beziers.( http://www.midilibre.com/articles/2009/01/09/20090109-Esteve-Alain-Esteve-l-39-ancien-rugbyman-devant-ses-juges.php5 )He has also had other brushes with the law in recent years.  The public fall from grace of Alain Esteve reminds me more than a little bit of the falls of American Footballers Michael Vick and O.J Simpson.

In the end, Beziers is a club that just has not been able to make the transition from the amateur era prior to the mid-80’s to the professional era, which has seen other sides like Toulouse and Stade Francais flourish. It’s a sad state of affairs for people like me, who are old enough to remember the golden age of rugby at Beziers.

The Joys of Winter in Minnesota

I had meant to write about my little winter mishap last week, but had not gotten around to it.

For all of the people worried about global warming, well, we have not seen much of it here in the upper midwest this winter. We have had plenty of snow-we have already surpassed the snowfall for ALL of last winter-and we are only into the second week of January.

When you have days of snow, which gets melted and then frozen, it can create very slippery conditions on the roads. My daughter Rachel had a small accident in her truck on Highway 169 that did not hurt anybody-but her truck (which she calls “Teddy”) sustained a couple of thousand dollars in damage to the front end that needed to get repaired to make the truck safe to drive. We just picked the car up from the repair shop the other day, and Teddy looks brand new.

My son Ian had a one-car accident in his fiancee Andrea’s VW which put some damage to the front end. 

Well, I had my own mishap over a week ago. I had borrowed Ian’s car to go to the gym and to go grocery shopping. Ian’s car is a veritable aircraft carrier, a very large GM product with rear wheel drive that steers like a boat even in the best of conditions. When I was coming home and trying to get into my driveway, I hit a patch of ice and just kept drifting… ours and our neighbor’s mailbox looming closer and closer to the car… in seconds, there was the snap and splintering of wood as I took out both mailboxes.

Boy, did I feel like a putz. For those who care,  Ian’s car did not even have a scratch on it.

When I sheepishly went over to my neighbor’s house to explain the demise of their mailbox, Rosie took the news with surprising good humor, and accepted my plan of doing a short term fix with a long term solution coming in the spring.

Ian came up with a temporary fix to the mailboxes using a saw horse, some wood and some sandbags to serve as an anchor for the mailboxes- but a definitive repair won’t be possible until all of the snow melts and we can use a post hole digger to set up a new 4×4 post to serve as a base for the newer and more improved mailboxes. 

Winter in Minnesota. Gotta love it.

Metropolis RFC Banquet Tonight

My Metropolis Rugby Club has it’s banquet tonight at The Depot in downtown Minneapolis. The big change that we will see from last year is that last year, we paid a bit more and had an open bar. Well, after having a bunch of thirsty rugby players drink everything that was not nailed down last year, the deal this year will be that a cash bar will be available-but it will NOT be all you can drink like last year.

My wife has to work today, and there is a very distinct possibility that I will need to drive down to south Minneapolis to pick her up before the fun starts at 5:30 PM. (Dinner at 7 and awards 7:30 and dancing at 8) It will be good to see everybody-or at least those who bought a ticket. Attendance might be down a bit this year-money is very much tighter for everybody. (My daughter found this out the hard way, she got laid off her part time receptionist job yesterday)

At any rate, looking forward to a chance for my wife and I to have a formal evening together and have a great time. Here is hoping your Saturday is a good one.