MITCH ALBOMSALT LAKE CITY -- He couldn't stop giggling. It kept gushing from his mouth, this high pitched "huh-huh-huh." As he held his skis aloft --"huh-huh-huh" -- as he hugged his coach -- "huh-huh-huh" -- as he waved to the crowd of screaming Swiss countrymen, waving flags and clanking cowbells."SI-MON! SI-MON!""Huh-huh-huh!"Up in the sky, just moments earlier, Simon Ammann had been huge, a giant, riding the wind for 436 glorious feet.Now, back on earth, he was Harry Potter.A giggling Harry Potter.
SALT LAKE CITY -- The big boys parachute in today, as stealthily as a special ops maneuver. They drop from Dallas, Los Angeles, Chicago. They hit the ground running and are whisked to headquarters. They get their uniforms, their instructions, their heavy equipment.They get one practice.Then their games begin.Welcome to the Olympics, NHL players. Nice of you to join us. Of course, we've been going for nearly a week now.The Opening Ceremonies? Beautiful. Too bad you couldn't march in them. Heck, you couldn't even watch them. You were busy playing NHL games.
Rock 'n' roll never forgets. That's what Bob Seger said. At least I think it was Bob Seger. I forget.Anyhow, last week, I tested Bob's theory by attending my first rock concert in years. The band was Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young, a hugely popular group back in the late '60s and early '70s.Now, Crosby, Stills and Nash are no longer young. Even Young is not young. They have not had a hit in years.
Mitch Albom writes about running an orphanage in impoverished Port-au-Prince, Haiti, his kids, their hardships, laughs and challenges, and the life lessons he’s learned there every day.
