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Bennet Wiegert

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Olympic 2020 - U.S. handball teams defeat Canada in Pan-American Qualifiers

Cheers and chants of “USA” sounded across the Beard-Eaves-Memorial Coliseum as the men's and women's handball USA sides reigned victorious over the Canadian National Teams. Christian Latulippe, head coach of the women's USA Side Handball, said the matches were important as the team reaches toward its Olympic 2020 goals. Olympic Handball Followers from all over the world can book Olympic Handball tickets online.

“It’s such an influential and exciting game, and it was really fun to feel the intensity of what was happening on the court.”

Mutually handball matches took place in the coliseum on Sunday, at 3 p.m. for the women's and 5 p.m. for the men's. The women's side won against Canada with a score of 22-20, and the men's side was also successful with a score of 36-24. 

On the women's USA Side Handball, Nicole Andersen led the way with eight goals, while Kathy Darling and Jensen Rhoads followed up with four goals each. 

By way of for the USA Men’s Side, Aboubakar Fofana led the side with nine goals. Ty Reed scored eight goals and Gary Hines with seven. 

Fofana, who was the receiver of the MVP Award for the men's game, labeled the audience as invigorating for him.

“This is the first time in seven years that I have frolicked in the U.S.,” Fofana said. “Seeing all of the excited and active people in the crowd gave us the energy and sureness we needed to do our best.” 

“We’re playing for the Pan-American Sports, which is the first leg for the Olympics 2020,” Latulippe said. “Now we need to finish the job in Canada, which will require a lot of sacrifices and good execution, but I think that we can get it done.”   

Mutually the men's and women's USA handball sides will face off beside Canada once more in Montreal, Canada, Wednesday, to control which nation will loan to the Pan-American Sports. 

The winner of the series will be the North American representative of the 2019 Pan-American Games in Lima, Peru, where the victor will qualify for the Olympic 2020 Games in Tokyo, Japan. 

Auburn inhabitants of all ages met to watch the national sides square off against each other to express their provision for the national sides. Ashley Van Ryn, a USA Side Handball supporter labeled the event with respect. 

“This was unbelievable to watch,” Van Ryn said, robed in red, white and blue. “It’s such a powerful and exciting game, and it was really fun to feel the strength of what was trendy on the court.”

The Auburn Opelika Handball Club, an organization advanced earlier this year to stand-in physical health among basic and middle school children, seemed on the court during the halftime eras to play a short game of handball to showcase to the crowd. 

Kristin Roberts, manager of outreach packages at Auburn University, supposed attendees could donate dissimilar foods in its place of paying an admission fee for the sports. 

“We touched out to the East Alabama Food Bank, so rather than accusing admission, we’re just tolerant non-perishable food matters as donations to give back to the public,” Roberts said.

USA Side Handball also sold T-shirts as a part of their fundraising program. The earnings from the T-shirt sales will go to the men's and women's USA Side Handball's food, lodging and travel costs as the sides compete, Roberts said.

The School of Kinesiology in Auburn’s College of Education has been joined with the men's and women's USA Side Handball for about five years. The school arranges misgivings and amenities, endorses the sides’ events and ropes the athletes however they can. 

“We had great care from the School of Kinesiology at Auburn University,” Latulippe supposed. “Anytime we can come here and have an authorized match in front of a few hundred people is always good. A lot of our incentives come from all the hard work our players put in for the past two years. Now we just need to finish it.”

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11        The Dodgers, Boy’s                   Club, and Santa

I suppose, for me, living on Martense St. it was a time in my life that I have a score of memories. Perhaps that part of my brain was maturing to a point that it was easier to remember a wider range of instances. What I mean is that usually remembering things that are vivid is easy, but to remember ordinary things is harder. Maybe from eight and a half to ten years old, my life was filled with more vivid moments. Who knows…

 Martense Street goes east from its start on Flatbush Avenue.  The first cross north-south cross street is Bedford Avenue. That should be very familiar to Brooklyn Dodger fans. Up to when they abandoned Brooklyn, towering home runs would fly over the right field wall onto Bedford Avenue.

It was no more than a ten block walk up Bedford to get to Ebbets Field, the baseball stadium of the Dodgers. As part of the War effort, you could get free admission to lots of Dodger games by bringing 50 pounds of newspaper to Ebbets field.  

 The basements or cellars of every apartment house in our neighborhood, like plenty of other neighborhoods in Brooklyn, were deluged by kids with wagons picking up every thrown out newspaper in existence. To Ebbetts Field we’d go to see the likes of Dixie Walker, Mickey Owen, Whitlow Wyatt, Eddie Stanky, Eddie Miksis, Leo Durocher, Augie Galan et. al.  These were the guys who were playing when I went to my first Dodger game.  Just a quick story about Augie Galan. He played center field. Daddy, my brothers, and I were in the center field bleachers one night when Galan let a ball go over his head. Daddy thought he was bush league. Years later, I met Carl Erskine, a super Dodger pitcher in the 50’s.

I asked Erskine if he knew Augie Galan. A big smile came to Erskine’s face as he told me he roomed with Augie.  He went on, “Augie was a great guy, and a good ballplayer.”  Daddy would take issue with the “good ballplayer part”.

 I do not take lightly that I met Carl Erskine, or as Brooklynites would say, “Oisk”

He was a Dodger Great! Years later, when I met him in his home town of Anderson, Indiana, he was gracious and welcoming. He gave me personally signed copies of his books, “Tales From the Dodger Dugout”.  He also signed his name as “OISK” in one of the books.  One thing Carl Erskine cannot experience is to know what a thrill and privilege it is to meet Carl Erskine.

 An interesting thing about living on Martense Street, and being so close to Ebbets Field, is that we never played hard-ball. Our “baseball” street games were limited to stickball, slap ball, punch ball, and fast pitching.  Hardball and softball required a sand-lot with no buildings near it. Otherwise, plenty of windows would get broken. So, even in big schoolyards, stickball was the big game.  A hollow, rubber, high-bounce ball would be used, and broomstick handles were used for bats.  There were no balls and strikes, and the pitched ball must go over home plate in one bounce. The rest was exactly like a hardball or softball game. However, that meant there needed to be plenty of players.  Fast pitching or slap ball were the street ball games of choice. Either could be played with one guy on each side. We played lots of other games: kick-the-can, ring-a-leevio, Johnny-on-the-pony, tag, Chinese handball, I Declare War On, box ball, red light, et al.  All of this speaks to how I spent my time.

 Naturally, going to school took a good portion of my days.  I attended P.S.246. In Third Grade, I had one of my favorite teachers, ever! Mrs. Cohen was fun, and I learned a lot. I loved going to school during that year. Funny thing, I don’t remember

playing hooky in 3rd grade. Actually, in First Grade at P.S. 181 may have been the last time. Another thing I don’t remember is Fourth Grade. Nothing! Not a single piece of memory!  My teacher? My friends? Wait! I do remember the door to the room, or at least where it was located. I now wonder what in the world was going on in my life for me to lose or block out a year of my schooling. I know for sure things were happening in my life…but maybe nothing at school.

 Just south of Church Avenue on the east side of Bedford Ave stood the Flatbush Boy’s Club. Much of our time was spent at the Boy’s Club.  Two things, at this moment, stand out in my mind regarding the Boy’s Club. The Golden Gloves and Santa Claus.

 Today, I don’t keep track of the Boxing World.  But in the 1940’s, Joe Lewis was the Heavy Weight Champion of the World.  We listened to every fight he was in.  I was a big fan.  I cried the night he lost to Jersey Joe Walcott.  So, boxing was big in Brooklyn.  The Bengal Bouts were huge!  Many a world champion, in all the different weight classes, were once Bengal Bout champions. Believe it or not, scrawny little me competed in the first bout of the1945 Bengal Bouts.  There is a qualifier here. My rival in the ring and I were 9 years old.  Our bout, a preliminary bout, was strictly for entertainment purposes. However, for my rival (I can’t remember his name) and me, it was serious business.  I had never before been in a boxing ring, and never before been in front of such a huge crowd- the place was packed!

 To prepare us for the fight, we were given a few boxing lessons.  I was coached to keep my right arm and jab with my left. I had the old 1-2 down pat. For three 1.5 minute rounds we pounded each other.  I had trouble executing the old 1-2 throughout the entire three rounds.  My boxing shorts were way too big, and every time I’d try to put my right arm up, my shorts would start to fall down.  I think I fought the entire bout with one hand trying to hit the other kid, and the other hand holding up my shorts. I’d hear shouts, “Go Richie!”…and…“keep your pants on!”  Had I not had the difficulty of using my right hand to save me from embarrassment, I probably would have knocked that kid to the canvas, flat!   Due to the size-of- my- shorts mishap, I was sure the other kid got the best of me.  However, the judges ruled it a draw. I must have gotten some punches in I wasn’t aware of. The fight must have been great. We got a standing ovation!  

 The second thing I remember about the Flatbush Boy’s Club was monumental. The guy who managed the gym, I think we called him Ace, had submitted my name to be one of two boys to travel to Canada to bring Santa Claus back for all the kids in New York City.

The Herald Tribune, one of New York’s finest newspapers, sponsored this adventure through their Fresh Air Fund. The other kid, who was to travel with me, was ten years-old and I was nine.  It had to be late November or early December of 1945.  

 We were taken by car to LaGuardia Airport.  When we got there, there were throngs of people there to wish us well.  We were interviewed by the Press.  Probably, the Press was the Herald Tribune reporters and photographers. The Herald Tribune looked like the New York Times.  In my mind they were the classy newspapers. The other newspapers I was used to seeing, especially at Church and Flatbush, was The News and the Mirror.  But this was a Tribune event for us kids.

Before we got on the plane, we were interviewed.  They ask me if I was afraid to get sick when flying.  I told them, I would not get sick because I wasn’t allergic to flying.

At that time, the term allergy was rather new to the world.  I think because my uncles were doctors, I knew about them.  Our interviews took up two whole columns of the next day’s paper.  We then boarded a two engine passenger plane owned by Colonial Airlines. Naturally, flying up to Montreal, Canada was about the most nauseous experience of my life. I vomited and vomited until nothing would come out.  I wonder if I was allergic to flying.

 When we arrived in Montreal, we were met by Mrs. Rogers Reid, the owner of the Tribune.  We were to stay at her home overnight, then meet Santa at the airport, to fly home the next day.  When we got to her house, she showed us around.  The other kid and I were to sleep in the same bed. That scared me. I wet the bed, and I didn’t want to admit it to anyone. My plan was to not drink soda or water after dinner so I wouldn’t have to go.  I knew there was no guarantee there would be a dry bed in the morning.

 Before we went to bed that night, Mrs. Reid told us we could order whatever we want for breakfast. I couldn’t believe that. Today, I have no idea what either of us ordered. I’m certain there were plenty of times, while shopping for groceries, my mother would say, “What do you boys want for breakfast?”  I never looked at that as my mother telling us we may order our own breakfast.

 That night, after we got tucked in, I started to tell scary things to my companion.  I would go- “Oh, what’s that?; I thought I saw a skeleton; Did you hear that?… I was scaring myself!  Pretty soon, however, the other boy got real scared and made a spooky noise. Mrs. Reid came in and separated us. My partner was taken out of the room, and they made a bed for him on a couch in the hallway. I quickly fell asleep.

 The next morning, I awoke to a dry bed.  I did not wet the bed!  But guess who did?

When I went out of the room into the hallway, I could see all the couch cushions standing on their side to dry off.  That made things even better for me.

 We had breakfast, and left for the airport to meet Santa. He was there, ready to fly back to New York. I was suspicious that he was a fraud.  However, he knew our names, and he let me pull his beard.  Wow, I almost pulled his head off.  I was certain we had the real Santa.  Guess what? I did not get air sickness on the way home.

There was a big crowd of people cheering as we got off the plane.  I felt like a hero.

 No one from my family was at the airport.  Oh, well. I’ll see them when I get home.

As I walked into the front door, I yelled, “hello. It’s me, your hero, I’m home!  A big disappointment for me- no one was home.

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Hello!

After a while of thinking whether to create a blog or not, I decided to do so. On this blog I will write about my thoughts and feelings, conversations and other situations with my tc and also dreams with him. Just to let my thoughts flow a little and to interact with other people who are in the same situation as me.

I will keep this blog like a journal. If you have any questions for me, whether it's about me and my tc or you do not know what to do or something like this and want to ask me for advice, then write me. I will try to answer as soon as possible! But now it's time to introduce myself and my tc.

My name is Jess (not my real name) and I'm 16 years old. I live in Germany and am striving for my high school diploma, but have two years left before I go from school. What you should know is that I have mental problems, which makes the situation with my tc a bit more complicated.

I like to call my tc Pi. That's why this nickname will stand for him on this blog. He is 35 years old and married. He is my economics-law and sports teacher. He is also coach of a handball team. He is about 1.85m tall, has short blond-brown hair and bright blue crystal eyes. He is quite slim, has a striking face and a slight stubble beard. His dress style is very posh and also quite casual. He has the most beautiful smile I have ever seen.

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Montenegro have no room for sympathy with England over Eric Dier’s injury as Stevan Jovetic is out

Montenegro don't have any sympathy for England despite Eric Dier becoming the seventh member of Gareth Southgate 's original squad to withdraw through injury ahead or Monday' s trip to Podgorica.

As the smallest of the former Yugoslav republics, with a population of just over 600,000, the Brave Falcons have been punching above their weight since independence in 2006, and it doesn't get any easier.

Manager Ljubisa Tumbakovic was able to name two Premier League winners in his own initial party, former Manchester City pair Stevan Jovetic and Stefan Savic , but Jovetic has since returned to his club Monaco because of injury and Savic missed Friday's creditable 1-1 draw in Bulgaria with a hamstring problem and faces against time to be ready for England.

The Tottenham midfielder had his head in his hands on Friday night as he was forced off injured

While Southgate's goalkeeper Jordan Pickford has come under some scrutiny at Everton this season, Montenegro are forced to pick Danijel Petkovic between the sticks even though he's on the bench for his French second division club Lorient since the turn of the year.

Tumbakovic is trying to rebuild Montenegro in a similar youthful fashion to Southgate and England but without the resources.

Many of the players who forced three draws against England earlier in the decade are now retired or too old to be considered. Former Roma legend Mirko Vucinic has hung up his boots and Dejan Damnajovic, the last Montenegrin to score against the Three Lions, is now 37 and winding down his career in South Korea.

The injury-prone Jovetic, who scored for City on the day they won the title in 2014, has only been available for half of Montenegro's 95 internationals and has various muscular ailments again.

'We've seen England that have lost some players but they have a fate of good ones left, 'expressed the last of Montenegro's big-hitters standing, Lazio defender Adam Marusic.

Stefan Savic missed Friday's creditable 1-1 draw in Bulgaria with a hamstring problem

'Maybe it gives us some hope but honestly I don't think it's a problem for them. No, we don't feel sorry for England!

"We had to play in Bulgaria without Savic and Jovetic, two players that are really important for our team. But we had to carry on. I hope Savic can play against England, he is needed.

'Petkovic has played for his club team which is always difficult for a goalkeeper but he is young (25), he is good, we like him . He needs our support. "

Montenegro have watched with envy as larger neighbors Croatia, Bosnia and, further north, Slovenia have all reached major tournaments. The closest they've got is the play-offs for Euro 2012 when they were defeated by the Czech Republic.

However, a valuable point in Bulgaria – and they led until a 82nd minute penalty given for a foul that was outside the box – has given them hope of taking the second qualifying position behind England in Group A, particularly as the other main rivals, the Czechs, were stuffed 5-0 at Wembley on the same night.

It is hard to overestimate what impact qualifying for Euro 2020 would have in Montenegro. Like the other Balkan nations, they are sports-mad with football, basketball and handball the major topics of conversation.

Former Manchester City man Stevan Jovetic has since returned to Monaco because of injury

There is pressure on the footballers now with the nation's basketball team recently qualifying for their first world championship. Their star player Nikola Vucevic plays in the NBA for Orlando Magic.

Savic, who now plays at Atletico Madrid, will train this weekend to test his hamstring. He played alongside Joe Hart at Manchester City and is surprised to see his former team mate sidelined.

"Before he had a bright future, to be a number one for the next 15 years. Then suddenly he loses his place in his club team and England as you know has a lot of good players. If you are not number one at a big club, there are other 'keepers,' he said.

I also think Pickford is a great goalkeeper, I hope that Heart can come back one day and play. '

Pickford's temperament has been questioned in raucous environments which will be the compact 15,000-capacity national stadium in Podgorica. "We will leave this for our coach to analyze and see what tactics we are going to use. I can not tell you! "Said Savic diplomatically.

Eric Dier became the seventh member of Gareth Southgate's squad to withdraw through injury

The central defender has done a major interview for Monday's match program because of his English connections. In it, he explains the importance of his single season at City in 2011/12 when he turned from a kid into a man.

'There is no comparison between the player I was at City and what I am now , says Savic, now fully bearded. "I wasn't strong enough at the time to be in the strongest league in the world but I would take the same decision again, because it helped to make me." He went from The Etihad to Fiorentina in Italy's Serie A.

Montenegro are proud to have England twice at home in previous qualifiers. Though they are clearly underdogs again, Marusic declares: "We all believe we can do something again."

The atmosphere was too much for Wayne Rooney who was sent off for kicking out in retaliation at Miodrag Dzudovic in a 2 -2 draw in Podgroica in 2011. In their famed red strip, Montenegro will hope to whip up their illustrious opponents into a frenzy once again.

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