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100 Words, 100 Days: Day 44. On Luck.

If you’ve heard the phrase “the luck of the Irish,” don’t believe a word of it.

We’re not known for our tennis stars (unlike Spain, Great Britain, the U.S. and even bloody Switzerland), but when one of our own qualifies for the main draw at the U.S. Open and earns a chance to play World No.1 Novak Djokovic, the makings of a David and Goliath story are clear and present.

Until, that is, a dose of food poisoning rather than a forehand lob fells poor Conor Niland. If it wasn’t for bad luck, some of us would have no luck at all.

 

Nadal Slams Djokovic!

Rafa wins US Open Title at Flushing Meadows, NY

Last night World No.1 Rafael Nadal became the seventh man to complete a career Grand Slam, and the youngest to accomplish the feat in the Open Era, when he defeated World No. 2 Novak Djokovic in the US Open Final at Flushing Meadows. Nadal, the reigning Roland Garros and Wimbledon champion, became the first player to win three straight Grand Slam tournaments in the same season since Rod Laver won all four in 1969.

Nadal joins a list of tennis legends who have accomplished a career Grand Slam: Fred Perry, Don Budge, Roy Emerson, Rod Laver, Andre Agassi and Roger Federer.

Laver, Agassi, Federer and Nadal’s triumphs come in the Open Era, which began in 1968 when the Grand Slam tournaments allowed professional players to compete.

If Nadal wins in Melbourne next January, he will become the first player since Laver to hold all Slam titles at the same time. With the kind of form he’s showing at the moment, coupled with the fact that the Fed Express is on the decline, who’s going to bet against that happening?

I Am Me!

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Sitting in at a LifeRing meeting earlier on today, I was struck by the difficulty a friend of mine was having with acceptance; namely accepting that he has an alcohol problem.

Frank (not his real name) has been in and out of recovery. He need only think of having a drink and then – bang! – he’s down to the off-licence. But today may yet turn out to be a turning point for him. Frank hit on the notion of self-acceptance; an idea I caught onto almost immediately. If we can accept who we are, and the limitations that acceptance accords us, we can learn to live with ourselves and let go of the driftwood.

So, who am I? Well, for starters, I am a brother, son, cousin and nephew. I am a writer and blogger. I am a student of journalism. I am a boyfriend and lover.

I’m a caffeine and internet fiend. I sometimes think that the people who know me best are those who live inside my laptop, along with wires and microchips. But this is not true. My family and close friends know me better than I know myself, and they make no bones about letting me know that. This is why I love them dearly.

I am a reader of whatever I can get my hands on. I’m intelligent (though not an intellectual). I like football, tennis, snooker, cricket and darts. I hate boxing, trivialities, pettiness, and racial and religious intolerance.

I have been guilty of many things, including all of the above (except boxing). I can be insufferable and occasionally I promise much more than I can deliver. This is because I rarely so no. But when I do deliver, I do it with the best of my ability. I can not do otherwise.

Set me a challenge (like reading all seven of Stephen King’s The Dark Tower series) and I will attack it with the gusto of a woodpecker on teak. Because that is what I do. Give me something or someone to love and I will love them until I’ve copied and pasted for the last time.

This is me. This is what makes me who I am. The fact that I don’t and can’t drink alcohol is no longer relevant. I don’t wish it to be so.