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A Tribute to Magoo, 1999-2007 2007 June 15

Posted by @jennyjenjen in Family, I miss..., Miscellaneous, Off-topic.

Magoo and Me

Just two weeks ago, I had been getting ready for a big night at my nation. It was the last club night and I was working in the kitchen, and later we would hit the dance floor and party like fools. It turned out to be a great time with my friends and a great end to the school year. The next day was a little painful (bright sun, quite the headache!) but as I cycled home from a friend’s place, the sun was so warm and the weather so beautiful that I could not be any happier than I was in those moments. It wouldn’t last long, though.

By then, it was Saturday afternoon and when I got home I rang my father. He was a bit concerned because my dog, a 7½-year-old Chinese Shar-Pei named Magoo, had developed a sore spot on his leg and was not eating again, although they had changed his food. He was becoming rather thin and they decided that it was time to take him to the vet.

On the next Monday, the vet examined Magoo. He was in a bit of pain, as I could hear over the phone when I called my father. It was unbearable to listen to. The vet figured that it was an infection, especially since Magoo also had a fever. I told my father on the phone my concern that this was something much, much more serious than a simple infection. I was, for the first time, really afraid that something was very wrong with my dog.

You see, Magoo had been “my” dog. Although I went away to school almost four years ago, I went home enough to see Magoo and spend some good time with him. It still wasn’t as much as I would’ve wanted, though, and had been used to while in high school; Magoo, having in the beginning slept in a dog crate, starting sleeping upstairs near all of us and then soon by my door. Soon thereafter I let him sleep on my floor in my room. He listened to me a lot and followed me around a lot. When we first got him in Chicago seven years ago, I was the first person to see him at the door. And I played with him and stayed by him constantly. Although he belonged to our family, I’d like to think that Magoo and I had the strongest bond.



Oh Zizou, why did you do it? 2006 July 12

Posted by @jennyjenjen in Miscellaneous, Off-topic.

Everyone’s talking about it. Even the people who know nothing about football (err, soccer, for some of you out there). Everyone wants to know why the man who is a hero to so many football fans in the world lost his temper and exchanged years of glory for mere seconds of rage.

Zinédine Zidane’s infamous headbutt has been making headlines all over the world, gathering attention from everyone from local sports anchors to political pundits and self-entitled soccer moms across the world. The general opinion, especially from those who never knew who Zizou was before the headbutt, is that Zidane is a moron and cost his team the World Cup. Perhaps he lost the title that would have solidified his career in the football world, but the man is no moron.

For those who have followed his career, he’s been known for his temper and has done such things before. In the 1998 World Cup, he stomped the Saudi captain in the back. In 2000, he also head-butted a Hamburg player during a Championships League match. Zidane’s temper, especially in reaction to verbal assault, is almost as well-known as his incredible work ethic and, ironically, his tendancy to remain quiet and calm.

But calling the man a moron is ignoring the great career he has forged throughout the years.

As the hero of the French team in 1998 at the World Cup, which was held on the team’s home soil, Zidane skyrocketed to fame with his amazing performance and two goals scored in the final. Zizou then racked up many more honors in the European Champions League, along with honors in the Italian and Spanish leagues, but most importantly winning FIFA’s World Player of the Year honor three times. His story of climbing up from the tough streets of Marseille as a French-Algerian teenager and becoming one of the world’s best footballers is not only admirable, but it has become stuff of legend.