Monday, June 27, 2005

Arthur Ashe – An Obscure Champion

In the era of Martin Luther King Jr. and Nelson Mandela, the renowned champions of the liberation of blacks, there lived a real hero of blacks; a soft-spoken, unobtrusive person who would never talk about his ambitions in public or would glamorize his work. I am talking about Arthur Ashe, first black person to win Wimbledon in1973, by defeating the then Sachin Tendulkar of men’s tennis, Jimmy Connors. This made Arthur Ashe poster-boy of blacks. It shot him to stardom and raised him to a pedestal of glory, which he never cherished to be on.

A true champion of cause that he was, he used his success in tennis to wield support for his campaign against apartheid in South Africa. The words of Nelson Mandela; and I quote “ South Africa could never shrug off racial discrimination without the monumental work of Arthur Ashe” are suffice to note his work on this account. What intrigued people of South Africa who lived in shantytowns where Arthur strolled around, is the sense of freedom that prevailed around him. He was an epitome of liberation for these oppressed beings.

Arthur Ashe was never a great tennis player. You would never talk about Arthur in same breath as that about Jimmy, Rod laver and Mcnroe, but Arthur used his abilities in tennis profession for a much noble cause and particularly in not so favourable conditions.

Towards the fag end of his life he was contracted with AIDS which was not known much about or talked about at that time. He never revealed his predicament even to his wife fearing that this would seriously jeopardize life of his five-year-old daughter. But as luck would have it, the information some how found its way in public. This brought a new avenue of struggle for this veteran. He began his Aids awareness campaign that helped to pool in funds needed for work of such proportions.

He always remained a buttoned-up and soft-spoken person who never caused much turmoil, but instead went about creating ripples in society, which would culminate in turbulent conditions. He died in 1993 due to fatal disease that he had contracted.

Fan in Crisis

My name is Salil Wagh. I am studying Chemical Engg. Course at VIT, Pune.
This is the first time I am posting an article on blog. Thanks to persuation from my two wonderful friends aditya( aka bidi) and Chetan(bail). These two call me Khavis (a word coined by bidi). I am a huge techie illiterate( All these days I used to take a weird kind of pride in it); despise kind playing video or computer games and still do. of pride in All these days I used to take a weird it.

I am same kind of nut as these two kids are. We have almost same kind of penchant for music ,bikes and books( definitely I am miles behind from the kind of books bidi and bail read have till date). Till today I would discard any unconventional or new book by reading its first and last without ever trying to reading it through. Maybe I will improve someday.

I was going through articles posted by several bloggers at ebloggers.com. I enjoyed every bit of it.

Arnold mentioned about fan following that we experience around us in his article posted on 2nd june. I have experienced weird kind of behaviour among fans who chear their tems for UEFA Titles or English titles. Its not important for these so called football fans to enjoying a thrilling football match but its important for them to settle scores with their friends who were supporting the team that lost. I have always loved AC Milan for its footballing prowess. In this years UEFA champions League final Milan lost to an inspired Liverpool team led by one of the most gifted and magnificient midfielder called STEVEN GERRARD. Several guys who met me after the match never supported Liverpool but were happy because Milan lost the match. Most of them were rabid MU fans.

Another think I find worth mentioning is that some players are a level above all this club following tussle. For instance I would support any obscure club if that club had in its line-up football players like Maldini or Gerrard or The football God MARADONA.

See u guys. Hope I can get back to my keyboard everyday.

Sunday, June 26, 2005

Long Live Soccer Gods

Friday, June 24, 2005

Testing, testing.