Wednesday, September 13, 2006
How often hero comes flashes blink blink then dissapeares without we evenrecognizing it?..
Normally we need somebody to say time out..hold it.. was'nt that a hero?.. then we say huh? Then this somebody will continue ..well he/she shows a tremendous courage..determination against daunting possibility.. a spark of hope for many ..motivates.. inspires us..
Then wait we say..hold on..yes he is... we glance for a second look ..and the hero wasnt there anymore.
Too many people has become dioriented of taking political figure as they hero, and yet the world isnt going to be any better then 20 -30 years ago. A fallacy of sort.
Yes sir, this is the man. The Hero. Do we need to be a tennis player to appreciate this? I hope not, he shares with us his values, courages and strengths..in a way inspire us (me la!) ..
Beautifully written article on this man here
Excerpt:
We Watched Andre Agassi Grow
The punk kid who reinvigorated professional tennis.
BY JAY WINIK
Wednesday, September 6, 2006 12:01 a.m. EDT
He is an outsider turned insider, a bad boy turned good boy, a punk who was all flash turned philosopher who is all substance.
Who can forget his bon jovi's style of rockin the tennis lawn..
Keepmedia was correct to call him a legend.
I'll remember him for his spirit, he played in 2001 U.S. Open quarterfinal with Pete Sampras, which some say is the greatest tennis match ever played.
Agassi did it again in the finals of the 2005 U.S. Open at age of 35 and taking Roger Federer to four sets.
Jay Winik wrote:
And with his body wracked with pain, barely able to serve or scramble or twist, he did this by losing in the third round of this year's U.S. Open--after two long, extraordinary wins--and with such grace, courage and dignity that one is hard-pressed to find anything comparable in the annals of competition.
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In retrospect, perhaps the record books are simply not big enough to fully capture Andre Agassi. It is fitting that he took his final bow in a stadium named for Arthur Ashe: Amid a sporting world often crassly dedicated only to winning, at whatever cost, he has become, like Ashe before him, that rarest of men: a true champion.
Andre Agassi's final match Sunday at the U.S. Open, a four-set loss to German qualifier Benjamin Becker..and saying good bye to fellow supporters..'agassi style'.. Goodbye our Hero .. in the end what matters? like the poem of rudyard kiplings If ;
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue
Or walk with Kings, nor lose the common touch
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you
If all men count with you, but none too much
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it
And which is more, you'll be a Man, my son!
Normally we need somebody to say time out..hold it.. was'nt that a hero?.. then we say huh? Then this somebody will continue ..well he/she shows a tremendous courage..determination against daunting possibility.. a spark of hope for many ..motivates.. inspires us..
Then wait we say..hold on..yes he is... we glance for a second look ..and the hero wasnt there anymore.
Too many people has become dioriented of taking political figure as they hero, and yet the world isnt going to be any better then 20 -30 years ago. A fallacy of sort.
Yes sir, this is the man. The Hero. Do we need to be a tennis player to appreciate this? I hope not, he shares with us his values, courages and strengths..in a way inspire us (me la!) ..
Beautifully written article on this man here
Excerpt:
We Watched Andre Agassi Grow
The punk kid who reinvigorated professional tennis.
BY JAY WINIK
Wednesday, September 6, 2006 12:01 a.m. EDT
He is an outsider turned insider, a bad boy turned good boy, a punk who was all flash turned philosopher who is all substance.
Who can forget his bon jovi's style of rockin the tennis lawn..
Keepmedia was correct to call him a legend.
I'll remember him for his spirit, he played in 2001 U.S. Open quarterfinal with Pete Sampras, which some say is the greatest tennis match ever played.
Agassi did it again in the finals of the 2005 U.S. Open at age of 35 and taking Roger Federer to four sets.
Jay Winik wrote:
And with his body wracked with pain, barely able to serve or scramble or twist, he did this by losing in the third round of this year's U.S. Open--after two long, extraordinary wins--and with such grace, courage and dignity that one is hard-pressed to find anything comparable in the annals of competition.
..
In retrospect, perhaps the record books are simply not big enough to fully capture Andre Agassi. It is fitting that he took his final bow in a stadium named for Arthur Ashe: Amid a sporting world often crassly dedicated only to winning, at whatever cost, he has become, like Ashe before him, that rarest of men: a true champion.
Andre Agassi's final match Sunday at the U.S. Open, a four-set loss to German qualifier Benjamin Becker..and saying good bye to fellow supporters..'agassi style'.. Goodbye our Hero .. in the end what matters? like the poem of rudyard kiplings If ;
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue
Or walk with Kings, nor lose the common touch
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you
If all men count with you, but none too much
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it
And which is more, you'll be a Man, my son!
