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  • Writer's pictureDavis Young

Could I be the next Eddie the Eagle?


A little this-n-that on the Winter Olympic Games.


Belarus

In case you’re not following their team, Belarus is again competing in the Winter Olympics and, in fact, has won medals in the last several Games. Bela-Who you ask? Most folks have never heard of Belarus until very recently. Fewer still can tell you where it is. So, here’s a Belarus primer.


Belarus is a former Soviet Republic and today maintains very close relations with its Russian benefactor. It borders three countries - Lithuania to its north, Russia to its east and a lot of Ukraine. It’s pretty darn close to Ground Zero for the current mess over the Ukraine and may get into the action if its Russian sponsor needs a friendly push over the top. I'm not sure I ever heard of Belarus until my wife and I were on a trip in 1998 to the British Virgin Islands of all places. There we found a kindred soul from New York, a serious fan of the Olympics who was cheering very loudly for any Belarus athlete in any sport. Every time anything about one of them was mentioned by the announcers, he let forth with a mighty scream BELARUS!!! I think he can rightly claim to be the only person in the Caribbean in 1998 to do that. He was glued to the TV and never piped down.


Jamaica

Very close to my favorite Olympic moment was the debut of the four-man bobsled team from Jamaica some years earlier. That ranks right up there with any Olympic moment from any Olympic year. The Jamaicans absolutely captured the world’s attention and deservedly so. Jamaica is known for producing great track athletes, but - let’s be honest here - the tropical Jamaican winter weather is not a prime training ground for bobsledders. That said, don’t underrate the Jamaican Women’s two-person bobsled team this year. My extensive research indicates they could be competitive.


Eddie the Eagle

Hot on the heels of my Jamaican heroes came a Brit known as Eddie the Eagle. He had a big idea and he actually pulled it off in 1988 when he became the first person from Great Britain to compete in the Olympic ski jump event in 60 years. Eddie the Eagle captured the world's attention and a movie was made some years later that celebrated his triumph - just to get up to the starting line.


We visited the site of the Olympic Winter Games in Innsbruck, Austria, in 1976 and climbed to the starting line of the ski jump stadium. I am an eyewitness to how steep and dangerous and long that starting run is until you suddenly launch into the air - thus the name ski jumping. It's not for the faint-hearted and Eddie was not faint-hearted. In the buttoned-up corporate-like world of the Olympics, Eddie was a breath of fresh air.


My Suggestion to the IOC

I’d like to take this opportunity to suggest to the International Olympic Committee that it add a new event for the Winter Games in 2026 and that would be Seniors Zip-Lining - 10 miles start-to-finish at heights ranging from 25 feet to as much as 6,000 feet soaring over far-off valleys and villages way below. I know this is typically a tropical event, but - if the Jamaicans can field a bobsled team - I feel confident winter zip-lining can work.


The Olympics badly need another Eddie the Eagle or Jamaican Bobsled Team and my hand is up to be their man. Why not an octogenarian who has zip-lined exactly one time previously? Think of the inspiration I can provide to say nothing of the sponsorships I can score. It’s a winning idea even if I don’t win the event.


P.S. It pains me to say that last week’s blog contained a factual error. I asserted that the USA Men’s Hockey Team beat Russia for the gold medal in the 1980 Winter Olympics. In fact - and this is a fact - we defeated Finland, which is a little known suburb Of Russia. Our 1980 Miracle on Ice win over the Soviet Union was the game BEFORE the gold medal game. This egregious error was brought to my attention by Ted Diadiun, columnist for the Plain Dealer and a longtime friend. I just hope this much admired journalist doesn’t go on some intense investigation to see what other sins I have committed along the way. I am packed and ready to leave town on a moment’s notice.

 

DY: In Just a Few Words is a blog that comes out when something needs to be said or every Tuesday - whichever comes first. Davis Young is a communications professional who adds 50+ years of experience and perspective to issues of the day. His emphasis in DY: In Just a Few Words will be humor (a touch of sarcasm here, a pinch of facetiousness there...). Once in a while, he will touch on something a bit more serious - but hopefully not too deep or depressing.


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  • Writer's pictureDavis Young

A guy can dream, right?


I love the Winter Olympics.


There was a time way, way back when this blogger thought he had what it takes to be a Winter Olympics athlete. I never had a dream about sugar plums, but I did start dreaming at the age of 12 about how I might look carrying the American flag in the Opening Ceremony, all while wearing the snazzy Official Olympic Outfit. Which brings me to Ralph Lauren - the iconic American designer whose company has been designing said Official Olympic Outfit for the past several games. Ralph was born in 1939 in New York City. I was born that same year in a New York suburb called New Jersey. We have never met, but I do know we are kindred souls connected all these years by our Olympic bond. Ralph is a real Olympic legend and I am an Olympic legend in my own mind.


I actually trained for the Winter Olympics. In several sports.


Originally, I thought my best shot might be speed skating. My parents gave me ice skates for Christmas in 1950. We had a neighbor with a nice outdoor pool. For reasons I never understood, they kept the pool full of water all winter. And so that Christmas Day, I laced up my skates and took to their ice. I loved the experience, even though I was later informed my speed skates were actually hockey skates. I got a bit unnerved when I heard a loud sound that had a lot of energy. Turns out, the ice was cracking. I’m lucky I’m here to tell the story. So, on Christmas Day 1950 I officially both started and retired from my speed skating career.


Next came hockey. I think with a little work I probably could have made the Miracle on Ice 1980 USA Olympic Hockey team that stunned the world. But 1953 was a long time from that magical day in 1980 when the USA Olympic Hockey team would win Gold over the Soviet Union in one of the biggest upsets in sports history. Much as I look back now with nostalgia at a missed opportunity, making that team would have required another 27 years of training and I just wasn't mature enough to do that. I became a victim of hockey burnout. Not to mention that I quickly came to grips with the fact I don’t have a mean streak. I had no interest in maiming other kids. I tried it, but I found beating another kid with a hockey stick was not fun. Also, hockey kids hit back. I gave my hockey stick to some tough girl who was anything but a young lady and promptly retired from hockey.


The same neighbor who owned the speed skating pool of 1950 glory also had a working dairy farm set on a lot of property. On that property was a huge hill that rose to an intimidating height of 11 or possibly even 12 feet. It had a very gentle incline and was an excellent place to learn a new sport. I borrowed some antique wooden skis from another kid, climbed the mountain like a pro and laced on the ski boots I had also borrowed. I studied other skiers for a few minutes until I understood what it takes to be a great skier. Alive with confidence and not worried at all that the ski boots were four sizes too big, I took off as a future Olympian. I wiped out within just a few feet of the starting gate, landing in melted snow (aka slushy mud) and got my first taste (literally) of the joys of skiing. I retired from skiing at that very moment. Many athletes who miss the fans and perhaps the endorsements that come with greatness come out of retirement after only a short time. I was never tempted to do that.


I could go on and on about sledding and snowboarding, but those didn’t work out for me either. I’ve changed directions now and this spring will begin training for the 2024 Olympic Golf Team. There’s talk they will be adding a new competition for golfers over 80. To make a bad pun, I think I have a good shot at being par-t of that.

 

DY: In Just a Few Words is a blog that comes out when something needs to be said or every Tuesday - whichever comes first. Davis Young is a communications professional who adds 50+ years of experience and perspective to issues of the day. His emphasis in DY: In Just a Few Words will be humor (a touch of sarcasm here, a pinch of facetiousness there...). Once in a while, he will touch on something a bit more serious - but hopefully not too deep or depressing.


This blog is a product of DY Author & Speaker LLC. Feel free to quote content with attribution. Respond. Agree. Disagree. Share the content with your friends. Heck - even invite him as a speaker for your group! Enjoy!

  • Writer's pictureDavis Young

Her skills under pressure blew me away.


Last Thursday evening was a big night for the daughter of good friends. We’ll refer to her as Amy. That’s probably appropriate since Amy is her name.


In less than a half hour when you throw in breaks for commercials, she scored a close to $38,000 windfall on the national network show Wheel of Fortune. She will quickly find she has friends she never knew before as well-meaning volunteers step forward to tell Amy they would be glad to help her spend her windfall. I’m one of those well-meaning friends.


She competed against another woman, as well as a man – both good contestants, but no match for her on that night. Amy was smart, quick and gutsy as time-after-time she was the first one to solve the puzzle. To put it mildly, she was in control and spot-on with the right answers.


I confess I’m not a regular Wheel of Fortune viewer, but this was must-see TV for me if only for one night. Amy’s father, Steve, has been a best friend for 65+ years when we joined up in high school and roamed all over central Jersey. To this day, we think of ourselves as the original Jersey Boys. I was in Steve’s wedding party. Today, Steve and Gail live in Ohio near us and remain great friends.


Steve and I each graduated from the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill. Small world. Guess what? So did Amy. Trust me when I tell you that Amy’s big win this week proves once again that girls are smarter than boys, especially when boys major in beer drinking. Amy’s transcript would blow either of ours away. Her father and I are lucky we were not competing against her on Wheel of Fortune. It would not have been pretty.


Lots of people experience 15 minutes of fame. Amy, smart and nice girl that she is, got a well-deserved 30 minutes of fame. Good for you, Amy. I'm sure your family basks in your reflected glory today and every day.


Good for you, too, Gail and Steve. The apple didn’t fall far from the tree.

 

DY: In Just a Few Words is a blog that comes out when something needs to be said or every Tuesday - whichever comes first. Davis Young is a communications professional who adds 50+ years of experience and perspective to issues of the day. His emphasis in DY: In Just a Few Words will be humor (a touch of sarcasm here, a pinch of facetiousness there...). Once in a while, he will touch on something a bit more serious - but hopefully not too deep or depressing.


This blog is a product of DY Author & Speaker LLC. Feel free to quote content with attribution. Respond. Agree. Disagree. Share the content with your friends. Heck - even invite him as a speaker for your group! Enjoy!

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