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WAYRN: Breakage

Every once in a while, I re-read a classic and I just finished Hemingway’s A Farewell to Arms. What a great book. It’s short and has Hemingway’s sparse prose but it packs a powerful punch. Less is more, something contemporary writers don’t seem to ever embrace. Here is my favorite quote from the book. Speaking of his love for Catherine Barkley, the narrator says:

I have been lonely while I was with many girls and that is the way that you can be most lonely. But we were never lonely and never afraid when we were together. I know that the night is not the same as the day: that all things are different, that the things of the night cannot be explained in the day, because they do not then exist, and the night can be a dreadful time for lonely people once their loneliness has started. But with Catherine there was almost no difference in the night except that it was an even better time. If people bring so much courage to this world the world has to kill them to break them, so of course it kills them. The world breaks every one and afterward many are strong at the broken places. But those that will not break it kills. It kills the very good and the very gentle and the very brave impartially. If you are none of these you can be sure it will kill you too but there will be no special hurry.

Stanford Redux

I wrote the first draft of this a few weekends ago as I sat on the patio outside Tresidder Student Union, the Grand Central Station of Stanford’s campus. I had not been back to Stanford for 20 years. The campus has changed quite a bit but its most important aspects remain the same. It’s impossible to avoid reflection at one’s 20th college reunion. What leapt out immediately were the many physical changes to the campus. I think they’ve doubled the number of buildings since I graduated. Where there were once parking lots, there are new residence halls, including a complex of graduate student housing. (According to a grad student I talked to, they are luxurious.) And the number of science buildings seems to have tripled. One student I talked to told me, “It seems like a new building is opening every day.” There were new business school and econ buildings and a new performing arts center was under construction.

Reportedly, 1000 out of our 1500+ classmates showed up to our 20th. Many other classes were also celebrating their reunions. All Reunioners were issued name tags upon arrival. It was a big name tag with a thick red lanyard to hold it around our necks like we were kindergartners. I felt like an idiot with that thing on so at first I didn’t wear it everywhere. As I walked around campus without it, though, students looked at me like, “Who are you, Creepy Old Dude?” Or given our times, “I hope you’re not about to go on a shooting spree.” So I soon realized the name tag had a deeper purpose. It explained to the students who all these ancient wondering randoms were. So I started wearing it and the looks I got from students changed into something akin to pity. With the name tag around my neck, students looked at me like I was a relic or walking ghost. And I did feel like a ghost walking around campus. I thought, “This is not my campus anymore, it belongs to the living.” Which is to say, current students.

Stanford has an incredible campus. The buildings are beautiful. Even Wilbur and Stern Halls looked halfway decent! (I never thought I’d say that. More about them in a moment.) But what is most striking about the campus is the breathtaking potential energy of the place. They have been cranking out graduates for the past 20 years and every one was no doubt, like me at that time, brimming with confidence they would change the world, and some have. Stanford disgorges into the world an amazing mass of talent. Reunioners were ferried around on golf carts and the carts were driven by student volunteers. (For volunteering their time, some benefit accrued to the student club of their choice.) Talking to them, I could hear their potential energy, the majestic future that lay ahead of them — their personal plans that still operated in a frictionless void. Two were mechanical engineering students, one undergrad and one grad. The grad student talked about her work in biological engineering. (I asked her to work on growing lungs.) Another driver was a 1L at Stanford Law who had gone to Yale undergrad. He was about as humble as someone with those credentials can be. I know because I felt that confidence and potential energy myself once. Which just shows how powerful the Stanford vibe is, considering I had a fatal disease that barely made a dent in my vision of my future.

As great as the campus is, Stanford is at its core the sum of its people, and that sum is enormous. My Stanford friends — computer guys, doctors, lawyers, academics and so on — have had varying degrees of success and I am defining success as the heights reached in their chosen fields. Some have been phenomenally successful and others only slightly less so. Using my definition of success in one’s chosen field, I’m the least successful of the lot but I’m okay with that in the relative sense. I want my friends to succeed. It’s great to hear about their triumphs and adventures. What eats at me is that I want to succeed too, on a parallel track to theirs, as a writer. Bitterman, table for one? No, I’m not bitter. How could I be? Had I been born even five years earlier I would not have lived to see my 10th college reunion, let alone my 20th. For me, everything since 1998 has been “extra time” (to use a soccer term). Having said all this, I don’t think anyone gave a rat’s ass about other people’s success quotients at this reunion. People just wanted to see old friends and catch up. And it was great to see people, especially my old dormmates and frat brothers.

And it was fun to meet a few new people I didn’t know while in school. Back in 1987 during freshman orientation, the most memorable event for me was a dinner in the Quad, the academic heart of Stanford’s campus. It’s hard to compete with an evening in the Quad, surrounded by great architecture and the lit up mural on Memorial Church. So I felt compelled to sign up for the Quad dinner which kicked off the reunion. I wanted to relive that freshman orientation feeling. I had a few friends from sophomore year at my table but they were on the far side so I got to know a couple classmates I didn’t know when I sat down. (Which made it a lot like freshman orientation.) And as I spoke with my new friends at the Quad dinner, we realized that none of us knew all our classmates. So, new people to meet at 30th, 40th and 50th.

I like to ask myself two questions:

1. If I could go back to freshman year of college knowing everything I know now, what would I do?
2. What advice would I give today’s Stanford freshman?

I hope to answer these questions in a future essay. They’re fun questions to think about and being around campus helped me refine my responses.

Here are some other campus changes that jumped out at me while I was there (and may only be of interest to Stanford grads):

1. There is now a cafe between Meyer and Green libraries, a European-style cafe with a patio. There are many more cafes in buildings all over campus. Are today’s students eating more than we did? Or do they have more money to buy food? And Meyer’s exterior looks like it may have gotten a facelift.

2. I spent freshman and sophomore years in two crapholes known as Wilbur and Stern Halls. (Great people, crappy dorms.) They’ve had a makeover much like Meyer Library’s. Just a paint job and other cosmetic changes, I think, but they look nice. Did they fix up the interior too?

3. White Plaza is a big open space between Tresidder and the post office. They have added some trees and long & low stone barriers, perhaps to help guide traffic. It does not feel as open as I remember. (I have lousy memory so it’s entirely possible some of these things that struck me as new are not new at all. I’m sure in those cases someone will correct me.)

4. Was there a full-service post office in the post office? My bad memory is sending me mixed signals on this. There is a full-service US Post Office there now, and the post office boxes that surround the building are now enclosed. In my day, we just biked up to them, opened our boxes while sitting on our bike seats, and biked away. But I did notice my old mail box number is in roughly the same spot even though the old boxes have been replaced.

5. All the residences have higher security than we had. We could just walk in anywhere. Now all require a pass card (from what I could tell). This scuttled my plan to go back and check out my old dorm rooms, which was something I thought I wanted to do. I suppose I could have knocked on doors but I ended up realizing I didn’t want to see my old dorm rooms that badly.

6. I lived in Potter senior year. Peering in the front door, I was disturbed to find the interior styling reminded me of the new University of Colorado Hospital inpatient wards.

7. I did a lot of walking and driving around campus. One thing I noticed is all the totem poles and sculptures in random groves around campus, with a particularly big sculpture garden by Roble. Those weren’t there before, were they? They reminded me of Alaska. Very cool.

8. The biggest changes were to Tresidder. In my day, Tresidder had a convenience store, frozen yogurt shop, coffee house and a crappy cafe that seemed worse than dorm food. The convenience store, the FroYo, and the CoHo are still there and in the same spots. The CoHo — did we call it the CoHo? I don’t remember that abbreviation though such abbreviations were common — has a much better menu than before and is more cafe than coffee house. And now, in addition to the aforementioned, Tresidder has a Jamba Juice, Subway, Panda Express, AT&T store, fitness center, bike shop and “ye olde college drinking hole” sports cafe. The latter has a huge menu selection from chicken rice bowls to pizza and has wooden booths that remind me of standard college town dives that date from the 40s. This one does not date from the 40s however. It makes me wonder what all this space was used for in the old Tresidder.

During college, I spent many hours at Tresidder — studying, people-watching and eating crap from the convenience store. Over reunion weekend, I spent many hours there again — people-watching, eating better food and soaking in the potential energy.

Choosing My English Premiership Team

I’ve written about the English Premier League in the past, here and here. Today I want to talk about picking my adopted EPL team. I wish I could be in the stands for my team singing ribald and (sometimes) witty songs. As I’ve said before, we need to incorporate singing into the NFL stadium experience because I’d love to sing ribald songs at Denver Broncos games too. When Chelsea played Stoke City recently, the Stoke fans sang, “John Terry is shagging the ref.” (John Terry is a Chelsea defender.) I wish I’d been at Corporate Sponsor at Mile High Stadium last night for the Broncos home opener singing “Stanford Routt is shagging the ref.” (Routt is a Raiders cornerback who was allowed to assault Bronco wide receivers before the ball got anywhere near them.)

To continue on this tangent for a moment, six years ago Bill Simmons the Sports Guy asked for reader opinions on which EPL team he should adopt. On the subject of singing fans, one of his readers said of attending an EPL game:

Once I got someone to translate the cockney accents of the people singing around me, I discovered some fun and clever (and yes, quite obscene) songs. Most clubs have songs for most of their players, with melodies stolen from a wide collection of music (e.g. Go West by Pet Shop Boys, Volare, She’ll be Comin Round the Mountain When She Comes). They also have songs taunting the other team’s players (and managers). Much more fun than the sing-song chants in the U.S.

Another Simmons reader said:

[O]nce in our seats, the entire two hours was spent surrounded by happy (tipsy, but not sloppy drunk) and singing fans. Trust me, you’ve never experienced ANYTHING like English soccer fans singing. The songs are incredibly catchy and the lyrics are such that it is easy to follow along.

I know there are employees of the NFL and the various teams who sit around all day trying to think up ways to improve the fan experience. Which makes it all the more amazing that the best they have come up with in the last ten years is “blast rock anthems” and “have fans chant IN-COM-PLETE.” So get on it NFL, get on it teams, we can make this happen with an ice tub or two of effort and determination.

But I digress. I want to explain how and why I chose my Premiership team. My guide is Simmons, based on his 2006 adoption process, and he ended up choosing the Tottenham Hotspur. This was not a rash decision. I thought of picking a team at the beginning of last year, my first year watching the Premiership, but instead I decided to just be a fan of the league and let my adopted team find me. All the while I was mulling over this very important decision in the back of my mind.

Simmons had six goals as he made his decision.

1. “Avoid the whole ‘jumping on the bandwagon’ thing.” I agree with Bill. You can’t become a fan of the teams currently dominating the league. That’s just not cricket.

2. “Avoid a team that’s too tortured.” The team I chose has been tortured of late but they are not too tortured.

3. “If possible, gravitate toward a city that could double as a potential vacation spot. (Translation: London.)” This was a factor for me too. For a long time, I’ve dreamed of spending a month in London. I spent about two months of 2010 in Holland so I can’t complain but London is still on my list.

4. “Put it this way: I’d rather have less hooligans in my life than more hooligans.” Hooliganism is not the issue it once was so this was not a factor for me.

5. “Pay careful attention to the list of celebrity fans attached to each team.” I don’t care about celebrity fans.

6. “Pick a team that’s successful enough to crack Channel 613 from time to time and will avoid the ignominy of getting kicked out of the EPL.” This is really two factors, TV coverage and avoiding relegation. The former is not an issue because today, five years after Bill’s column, I can watch all EPL games live. (This usually means Saturday and Sunday mornings Denver time.) Relegation, however, is still an issue. Three teams go down to the minor leagues (so to speak) every year. And three teams are in turn promoted to The Show. (As Simmons has pointed out. This is a GREAT system. If only we could implement it here in all our major sports.)

After following the EPL last year and the beginning of this year (we just finished week 4 out of 38), I’ve come up with some other rules to keep in mind while picking my Premiership team:

A. Don’t choose a team because of their players. Sounds strange but players change teams so much you cannot get attached. I thought about jumping on the Newcastle fan bus last year because I liked Andy Carroll. But mid-year, he was transferred to Liverpool. And when Simmons wrote his column, Dimitar Berbatov played for Tottenham and now he plays for Manchester United. Back then Peter Crouch played for Liverpool, last year he played for Tottenham and a couple weeks ago he transferred to Stoke City.

B. Don’t choose a team based on their gaffer (manager) because their jobs are also far from secure. A Simmons reader pointed out: “For the longest time, Arsenal were defensive and boring. ‘Boring boring Arsenal’ was the chant. But under Wenger, they have become one of the most exciting, attacking sides in England. Fun to watch.” Arsenal have become fun to watch. But can anyone guarantee Wenger will be there in a few years, especially given Arsenal’s recent troubles? And will their next coach be defensively minded?

C. Ignore any comparisons to American teams. Many of Bill’s readers said this or that team is like the Yankees, the Red Sox or the Celtics. They said Newcastle is like the Raiders. I don’t buy any of it. I’m trying to look at these Premiership teams without American blinders.

I began making this decision last year and eliminated a few teams right away based on both relegation fears and the fact that they did not grab me. So I crossed off these teams: Manchester City, Stoke City, Birmingham*, Fulham, Everton, Bolton Wanderers, West Ham United*, Wolverhampton Wanderers (Wolves), West Bromwich Albion (West Brom) & Wigan Athletic. (*West Ham and Birmingham were relegated so it’s a good thing I did not choose one of them.) Manchester City is the best of these teams. Last year they were very defensive-minded and that was a turn-off. However, this year their offense has been explosive. A word about Fulham — one of their best players is American international team star Clint Dempsey. That made them tempting but I could not let it sway me. (See Rule A.)

Chelsea won the league two years ago and Manchester United won last year. They were both too good. As Simmons said in his piece, “Estimated number of ‘I don’t care who you pick, just don’t pick Manchester United’ e-mails: At least 700-750. By all accounts, they’re the New York Yankees of the EPL — they outspend everyone else, everyone hates them, and even their own fans don’t enjoy rooting for them that much.” This was amusing from Simmons because all but the last apply to the Red Sox. (Nobody can say Red Sox fans don’t enjoy rooting for them.)

I liked Chelsea because they had Didier Drogba and more than any other player I followed him from the World Cup to the EPL. I had barely heard of Wayne Rooney a year ago and only had a vague idea the EPL existed. So it might have made sense to become a Chelsea fan because I am such a Drogba fan. But they were just too good. I could not bring myself to jump on the bandwagon. And it’s just as well. Drogba has fallen out of favor at Chelsea. (Proving my rule A.)

The EPL is currently dominated by six teams: Manchester United, Chelsea, Manchester City, Liverpool, Arsenal and Tottenham. To avoid adopting a team with relegation risk, it is tempting to stick with one of the Top Six. But I was not yet ready to concede I had to pick one of the Top Six. How dominant are the Top Six? When you look at the list of past league leaders for the last 20 years, the Big Six look more like the Big Four (Man U, Chelsea, Arsenal and Liverpool), with brash challengers appearing here and there. Since the 92-93 season, when the current incarnation of the English top flight league (the EPL) was founded, Man United has won the league 12 times. Arsenal 3 times, Chelsea 3 times and back in 94-95, the Blackburn Rovers once. As you get into second and third place, and the years prior to 92-93, you see a few more unusual winners. Tottenham has not won the league since 60-61, and they not placed in the top three since 89-90. Man City placed third last year but before that, they last placed in the top three in 76-77 when they were second. But they are looking ripe for second place again this year, or maybe even first.

Back to the adoption process. I next eliminated Liverpool, Blackburn, Blackpool and Sunderland. Liverpool was appealing but as I was watching last year and choosing my team, nobody at Liverpool jumped out at me. Later in the year they got the aforementioned Carroll and Suarez and dumped their dud Torres. But by then I was already moving past them. So while you cannot choose based on players, it does help to have a few you like. In a way, I felt like I should pick a team with the most players I liked. Surely a few would stick around? Sunderland, Blackburn and Blackpool had cool names and each had a player I liked, Bent the Sunderland forward, Samba the Blackburn defender and Adam the Blackpool midfielder. Bent was transferred to Aston Villa last year and Adam moved to Liverpool in the off-season, providing more evidence for my Rule A. And good thing I passed on Blackpool. They were relegated. Samba is still at Blackburn (surprisingly) but Blackburn are early favorites for relegation this year.

Last year, one team name did grab me: the Queen’s Park Rangers. This was weird because they were not in the Premier League. They were in the Championship, one league down. I looked them up and it turned out they were on top of the Championship, meaning they were likely going to be promoted to the Premiership. I feared they would just get relegated back down though this year (plus there were some issues that might have prevented them from being admitted to the Premiership), so I passed on QPR. It was a tempting wildcard choice but I was not sure I could maintain interest in them if they went back down. If I ever become a tycoon, I might buy QPR.

Thus proceeded my awkward and haphazard journey of elimination that left me with my last four teams: Arsenal, Aston Villa, Newcastle and Tottenham.

I liked Aston Villa because the name is cool and I liked their uniforms. But I could add another rule here: don’t get too excited about the uniforms. Every team seems to have a wide variety of uniform styles and colors such that any team could trot out in kits of purple and yellow stripes and I would not be surprised. I would just think, “That must be the alternate alternate away jersey.” When Aston Villa got Bent, I liked them even more but they were terrible and no fun to watch. I had to pass.

Newcastle I liked for a funny reason. My Dad often used the expression, “Don’t carry coals to Newcastle.” As a strange by-product of this, I have always had a fondness for Newcastle. One hurdle for me is that Newcastle’s black and white striped uniforms reminded me too much of the uniform worn by NFL referees. Then Newcastle transferred Andy Carroll to Liverpool. That was discouraging. The owner is notorious and hated by the team’s fans. It seems like all the best players for the lower table teams end up at one of the Big Six. It’s not quite that bad — but it is bad. It makes it hard for a new fan to get excited about a team outside the Big Six. To make it worse, Newcastle seems intent on getting rid of its best players. Between this year and last, they’ve lost Carrol, Kevin Nolan, Joey Barton and Jose Enrique. And finally, Newcastle was only just promoted to last season’s Premiership after spending the previous year in the Championship. To be fair, they are looking pretty good so far this year, at least defensively.

I passed on Aston Villa and Newcastle and that led me to Tottenham Hotspur. The Spurs are a London club and they had two players I liked, Gareth Bale and Rafael Van der Vaart. Gareth Bale was a skilled Welshman and some of my ancestors came from Wales. And Van der Vaart was Dutch and thanks to my time in Holland I had become something of a Holland fan. But I kept in mind my Rule A. Also, The Sports Guy chose Tottenham. I did not want to just copy him.

It became clear to me that all signs were pointing to one team for me. But before I explain, let me just note that with Birmingham, Blackpool and West Ham relegated last year, three new teams were promoted: Norwich City, Swansea City and the previously discussed Queen’s Park Rangers. This introduced a new challenge for me, because although I did not want to choose a team likely to be relegated, Swansea City is the first team based in Wales to be play in the top flight English football league in decades. Wales, the land of (some of) my people! But truthfully, it was too late. I chose my EPL team last year and I can tell you the day: Saturday 5 February 2011.

On that day, Arsenal went ahead of Newcastle 4-0 in the first half but then Newcastle had a miraculous comeback in the second half and tied the game 4-4. It ended in a draw but the draw was considered a great victory for Newcastle and a great defeat for Arsenal. On that day, I decided I was an Arsenal fan. The most basic reason: with their attacking style, they are fun to watch. But it was fandom forged in defeat. That seemed appropriate. Better to become a fan on a dark day than on a day they won a big game or a trophy.

Arsenal has a military theme. Their logo is a cannon and they are called the Gunners. Wikipedia tells me, “Arsenal Football Club started out as Dial Square in 1886 by workers at the Royal Arsenal in Woolwich, south-east London, and was renamed Royal Arsenal shortly afterwards.” With my interest in military history over the years, it was a no-brainer to sign on with the Gunners. But that was too easy. I did not want to become an Arsenal fan just because of my interest in military history. That’s not a good reason to choose a football club.

Arsenal also appealed to me because they play an exciting brand of football thanks to their gaffer, Arsene Wenger. And he has a policy of bringing up stars from within rather than just buying them. I feel like this is the best way to build any professional sports team. (Just be sure to pay them, not sell them, when they get big.) And I liked several players, especially the Dutchman Robin Van Persie. Over the course of the year, I also grew fond of Theo Walcott and Johann Djourou. Granted, I cannot be too attached to these players (Rule A) and I cannot count on Wenger staying on (Rule B). I can only hope they do not go back to their boring days when Wenger is gone (which hopefully will not be soon).

I tried not to care about who owned the teams but with Arsenal, there was an added connection. Arsenal is majority-owned by Stan Kroenke, who also owns the Denver Nuggets, the Colorado Avalanche and the Colorado Rapids. I grew up in Denver and still live here so I’m a lifelong Nuggets fan. And I’ve been an Avalanche fan since they moved here. I have trouble getting excited about the Colorado Rapids but they are my MLS team. Now, I’m not saying I love Stan Kroenke. He has a policy of treating sports ownership like a business, which is about the worst policy you can ask for in your favorite team’s owner. Sports ownership should be a passion, not a business. Make your money elsewhere, Tycoons, and make owning these teams a labor of love. But for better or worse, I am stuck with Stan Kroenke. I may as well extend that dependence to the Premiership. I could never stop being a Nuggets, Avalanche or Rapids fan anymore than I could ever stop being a Denver Broncos fan. (I have to say I’m glad Stan Kroenke does not own the Broncos. Would we have ever won those Super Bowls? Thanks for being you Pat Bowlen. To be fair, though, Stan Kroenke does own the St. Louis Rams and they seem to be a rising star in the NFL. So there’s hope, my fellow fans of Kroenke teams.)

The ownership of Arsenal is a bit different too. Fans can own shares of the team, much like the Green Bay Packers are owned by shareholders. No other teams in the Premiership or the NFL allow this. I think if I were a fan new to the NFL, I would become a Packer fan for this reason alone, regardless of the bandwagon jumping that would entail.

Another factoid buttressing my decision. One of the Sports Guy’s readers said of Arsenal: “They play in Islington which is the cool part of town.” This reader said Islington is like Greenwich Village. I’ll take his word for it.

So I’m an Arsenal fan now, a Gunner Gooner. Our two biggest rivals are Manchester United and Tottenham. Easy to hate Manchester United. (Although they are fun to watch and I have Rooney and Young on my fantasy team). Not so easy to hate Tottenham. I’ll need to work on that.

It’s been a rough year for Arsenal. I came to the EPL last year, when Cesc Fabregas was always injured and not really in form. But I saw enough flashes of brilliance from him to be sorry he was leaving. And Nasri showed flashes too — we (oh yes, I will now be using “we” when I talk about Arsenal) might end up wishing we’d kept him. It was hard to see him star in week 3 for Manchester City. I’m trying to get excited about our new lanky German center half, Per Mertesacker. But really I’m distressed we did not get Juan Mata, the midfielder who went to Chelsea. I think he could have made us forget about Nasri and Fabregas in a heartbeat. The word is that Arsenal was not willing to shell out the cash needed to get Mata or keep Nasri. Bad tidings, my friends. But I’ll keep my chin up and hope Arteta can stay healthy and find new life flitting clever passes to my man Robin Van Persie. And I like our new summer signing, Gervinho. He’s back next week. This week we beat Swansea 1-0. Not outstanding but it was a win. Maybe we were just getting our sea legs after the humiliation at Old Trafford against Manchester United and after welcoming all these new signings. Things are trending upward for Arsenal, the Official Premiership Team of FifthLung. One could say they have nowhere to go but up. I would say in response, “we’ll see you on the pitch.”

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