An Expat Life: Nicaragua Blues and Ruse

Friday, December 29, 2006

Are You Ready For Some Football?


Long time since I last posted...We're getting ready for a little New Year's football. I can't wait for the the big showdown in Glendale...a week from Monday, we're going to find out who's No.1....Numero Uno...The Big Enchilada. Grandaddy Of Them All....
Meanwhile, we've been inundated with some lesser bowls this week. It was nice to see Alabama get their coachless hearts broken in the Poulan Independence Bowl. Today, we get Spurrier's Gamecocks v. an underrated potent Houston Cougars team. Should be interesting. But back to 'The Game'.
The pundits, my friends, and seemingly everyone else, save Mark May and I, aren't giving the Gators a shot at this thing. Heisman winner Troy Smith and the Buckeyes are the consensus pick to roll over the Gators and expose them for the charlatans that they seemingly.
Not so fast my friend! Ohio State does have speed and talent at the skilled positions. Fact. They've scored a ton of points vs. weak Big 10 opponents, shutting down anemic offenses like Michigan State, Penn State, Illinois, Indiana, et al. They shut down a good Texas team as well. But, it should be noted that Texas was a quite different ball club early in the year, before they established Colt McCoy as their starting quarterback! (think Arkansas' offense without McFadden v. Southern Cal in the opener) Further, they didn't shut down the only other potent offense they faced (Michigan).
On offense, Ohio State overwhelmed slower, sometimes smaller defenses, with an array of skilled players, coming from all angles. 3-4 capable, future pro prospects lined up on any given play, with a mobile, accurate, poised QB at the helm.....the stuff National Championships are made of. Ask Gino Toretta how good it must've felt, cruising through a regular season with innumerable weapons in his arsenal, facing the Boston Colleges of the world with fast NFL receivers.
Enter 1992 Alabama! Win or lose, I think that Troy Smith will face a defense that he isn't accustomed to.
On the other side of the ball, Florida counters with its own stable of WRs and RBs destined for the NFL. Percy Harvin leads this charge. The electrifying super Frosh enters this game as the key component of the Gator attack. Under-utilized and oft-injured in the regular season, Harvin came into his own during the F$U and Arkansas games. How Ohio State defends against him will be a big story of the game. Also, senior Deshawn Wynn will start his final game in his somewhat disappointing Gator career. The Cincinnati native was once considered the 'other guy' in the state, behind Maurice Clarett in the recruiting wars for the prized Ohio RBs. He has a chance to end his career with an exclamation point. But, most of all, Chris Leak is the guy that I'm going to be thinking mostly of.
Leak came to Florida as the heralded wonder boy...a cool cucumber, dedicated, talented, and focused on bringing glory to the Gators. Well.....it just didn't turn out quite that way! In fact, poor Chris Leak had to endure 3 offensive coordinators, 2 head coaches, and a radical shift in offensive philosophy (imagine if Danny Wuerffel had been asked to run the spread option!). Compounding this fact, he endured possibly the most polarizing epoch in Gator football history, the Zook years. In ways, he personified the era. He was the prototypical Zook recruit, a guy promised early playing time, a stable of talent surrounding him, and the opportunity to win championships in a 'non-Spurrier' fashion. (Well, it proved to be non-Spurrier alright! )
Leak began studying the Zook/Zaunbrecher offense, shortly after his much publicized committment to the orange and blue, proclaiming that he'd bring championships to the Gator Nation. He helped recruit several other blue chippers by his mere presence, notably Andre Caldwell and Chad Jackson. At any rate, he studied and played his way into the starting job as a true freshman, at one point, defeating the eventual No.1 LSU Tigers and highly ranked Dawgs. As would be the case with the 'Zook years' however, the SEC title eluded him.
In year 2, Zook replaced Zaunbrecher with Larry Fedora, presenting Leak with new challenges, learning a new offense in year 2. In what would be Zook's swan song as coach, Leak managed to see the ultimate highs and lows (a lowly loss to Miss.St and the first road win vs. F$U in over 15 years). Year 3 promised to be an improvement, right? Well, the coaching got better, but Leak was asked to learn yet another offense, this time the cooky West Coast spread option...Leak regressed, as he went from a prodigy QB to a bumbling veteran, getting sacked and looking confused for much of the year. Luckily, the team got better, and covered his mistakes and ineptitude. After beating Georgia, Tennessee, and F$U, the SEC title still eluded him, as that pain in the ass Spurrier ironically denied the Gators a trip to Atlanta.
So.....enter year 4. Same offense, same coach. Beat Tennessee, Beat Georgia, Beat L$U, Beat F$U....even Beat South Carolina (thanks to 2 blocked FGS!)...SEC Title.....Yet, poor Chris Leak is dismissed as a bumbling square peg in a round hole. A player not equipped to run the Urban Meyer offense. At one point in the season, he was booed at home when the new prodigy, Tim Tebow, was yanked in favor of the veteran one-time star. How bad can it get for a 4 year starter that is about to play for the National Championship?! Well...all that can be erased if ole Chris Leak just plays like Chris Leak. He doesn't have to do anything special, he just needs to ooze the character, leadership, and moxy that he has demonstrated for these 4 tumultuous years. He does that, and I think he'll go out with the one thing he promised after the 2002 Army All-American High School Game, when he donned the Gator hat and told America that he was bringing a championship to Gainesville....In the end, he'll probably go down as one of my 3 favorite Gators of All-Time. (Leak, Emmitt Smith, and Ciatrick Fason) Ironically, none (aside from Leak) won any championships at Florida. Smith and Fason excelled for some subpar Gator squads, yet I loved the way they carried the football (and the team when need be) in the non-Spurrier days.
Well....there you have it! Speaking of Spurrier, I'm going to check the TV and see how he's doing against that tough little Conference USA opponent. hehehehe

Friday, December 22, 2006

Happy Holidays

Happy Holidays, one and all. As of today, only a select few of you are receiving this beacon of goodwill from the banana republic. I'm holding off on going 'public' until I get a handle on this blog business. Then, watch out! Total propaganda of his 'Bob-ness', Leadbelly, Florida Football, Braves Baseball, and killing coral snakes with machetes.

For those of you that didn't know it already, I butchered a coral snake in our front yard. Seems he was trying to trick-or-treat at the Atkinsons house. Brodie actually found him, mistaking him for the great legless, banded iguana. Jorge and I quickly dispatched him into serpent la-la land. Upon consulting with our community, we were given advice to stake out the perimeter of our residence with garlic. I guess we'll kill two birds with one stone.....no Dracula, no coral snakes! At any rate, we're preparing for the holidays. I'm making cds for our employees, as they can't get enough rock-n-roll...So, I'm obliging them. Cds cost about 20-25 dollars a piece and the average Nica that is fortunate enough to be working, makes about 150/month. So...there you have it.

We are reminded every day how truly blessed each of us are. Nicaragua is a sobering place.

Tuesday, December 19, 2006

Working Men

Well, it was bound to happen, I've joined the working world. Tomorrow, I embark on a journey of structure, deadlines, responsibility, and most of all, $$$$$. No longer will I be Kim's kept man in her perverted goverment concubine, surfing the internet, playing country blues, and hitting the weights like Rocky after Talia Shire tells him to quit for the umpteenth time. Alas, all things must eventually pass, whether they are kidney stones or Tim Tebow. To paraphrase Sir Mick Jagger, I'm not the only one with mixed emotions, as my early retirement has been shattered, and the whip has finally come down.

On one hand, I've given up my precious freedom, like a guy that's been on the lam for a couple of years and finally decides that he needs to be on the 'up and up' and serve his time. No more sponteniety, beers on a whim, internet surfing.....(ahem, technically they are paying me to surf the 'net!) Anyways, you get the point...I've joined the ranks of gainfully employed Americans! So, with mixed emotions, I begin punching the clock tomorrow morning, having Java breaks, complaining about deadlines, and whatnot. Blar Blar Blar.

On the flip side, I have now gained the inside track to being Brodie's hero again. You see, that title had been usurped by Leonel, our gardener. Brodie has a healthy respect for the working man. That is, The Working Man. He not only doesn't wear shorts anymore (for fear that he will not be proletariat enough), he refuses to have 'guys' on his shirt....no more 'Mickey', 'Pooh', and other creatures of kiddie land. So, on any given day, Brodie follows Leonel around in the yard, hunting iguanas, picking up leaves, sticks, and other fun things. All the while, 'The Leisure Man' dawdled away on the computer....so bourgeios!
Well, Leisure Man no more! Friday is now more than another free day in the week. It means something! I remember once feeling this way....A long time ago, I remember actually muttering something like, 'Thank God It's Friday!'. Sure, I still say it, but only to humor my wife and the other working stiffs. But now, I can say it with pride. So, tomorrow, I will join the rank of the workers. Unite! Storm the Garrison. Brew the Coffee!

Monday, December 18, 2006

Hard Times Revisited...Remembering 1989


Ran across this story, it is interesting how easily old wounds can be re-opened... http://http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20061218/ap_on_re_eu/romania_communism_condemned_1
17 years ago this week, Romania enjoyed one of its happiest, albeit grisliest chapters in its history. Nicolae Ceausescu, one of the most absurd, tyrannical dictators the world has known, returned from a trip to the Middle East, and was greeted with a good ole revolution. Today, the country is still polarized by the megalomaniacal monster that rose from life as a vagabond peasant to 'Conducator' of the Romanian nation.

Here are some videos relating to the 'madman of the Carpathians'
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K7ToAbgG4Dg

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aWvA5EkvoNM

and the Revolution has begun

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YEZHZHNByCs

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=am0No2NdXS4

Sunday, December 17, 2006

Christmas Is A-Comin', Lord It Won't Be Long!

Christmas Is A-Comin'
And It's A-Jumpin'
Boy, It Won't Be Long
-Leadbelly

Ah, words of wisdom and truth, from the great African-American orator of pre-rap days. A wordsmith, and one of the pillars of modern American folk music, a legend, a master and pioneer of the 12-string guitar, and a true inspiration.

Indeed, it won't be long before ribbons and wrapping paper are disgards like yesterday's news. It's also a sad time for some. Many folks will spend this holiday alone, or with news weighing heavy on their minds. Christmas tends to up the ante in human emotion. Those that are happy, tend to be happier, while those on the other end of the emotional spectrum feel much worse. Me...well, I have plenty to be thankful for! Although I live in the armpit of Central America, I have a lovely wife, son, and even a good ole dog (Stella). These are my gifts this holiday season. I'll try to remember this better, even if it isn't the 'holidays' always, it's good to try and remember.


Saturday, December 16, 2006

Welcome To My Blog...

I have no idea what I'm doing, so bear with me...The photo you see here was taken on the Mosquito Coast in Nicaragua a couple of days ago. I look like the guy from the Merck feel good commercial, but in reality, I'm sweating my arse off, wondering when I'm going to be able to get a beer. You see, my wife investigates Nicaraguan fishing vessels, part-time at least, on behalf of Uncle Sam. So, I thought I'd partake in a little maritime, marital scrutiny on the lazy side of the Gulf of Mexico...