Tom vs Time or Time vs Tom?

Written by Sabine Demosthenes

I know, I know… 
Another article about the magnificent Tom Brady, written by another admirer. You may be right in a way, I have admired Tom Brady since he started, but I do not like/love/admire or any other adjective describing a lovey-dovey attitude toward his employer, The New England Patriots. I will, however, be respectful because my mother and father raised me to be a respectful human being.
That being said, I watched the “Tom vs Time” episode about spirituality and had in a surprising “Wow” moment. Me! Mrs. I don’t give a (sorry kid – very bad word that I won’t write in this very serious article *sigh*).
Why Am I so serious?
My point is that I knew he was great, but now I get why he is the greatest, even as a Patriot (ouch, that hurts).
Tom is a very grounded, in an Earthly kind of way. I think his eco-system, aka his family and the people surrounding him, made him a grounded human being. He is not impressed by the superficiality of being seen as a superstar quarterback. 
I have realized that to be this kind of athlete, you need to constantly have an adversary. Sometimes, your adversary is the opposing team or a rival quarterback. My question/remark is: Could Tom have been his own adversary all along, ever since he started playing football as a child? Time is his drug, his goal, and his final destination?
With everything that has happened in the past two years, a different Tom has emerged for some people. For me, it’s the same ol’ Tom. The man, who as a youngster was a fan of Joe Montana, is glowing and is finally free from trying to please to his boss. 
I won’t go too deep into my thoughts on the matter because our correspondent – The Educated Fool, Donnie Demos – will do a segment in our new web series (spoiler alert!), The NorthSide, about this fascinating man and the complex nature of human behavior in sports.
But from my point of view, I realized that I have more in common with Tom Brady than I thought. I totally get his mentality. 
The title of his documentary is Tom vs Time, but time for Tom seems to be the Ying to his Yang, the Jerry to his Tom (the cartoon Tom and Jerry), the RoadRunner to his Wile E. Coyote or the Apollo to his Rocky. 
Even if retirement may come sooner rather than later, Tom vs Time will always be there. 
Wile E. Coyote Business card
Tom always has a plan. What will the next step in his plan be?
Can Tom Brady leave the most dangerous game? ESPN
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Don’t judge a book by its cover

Written by Sabine Démosthènes

I have loved fashion since I was young, from the time I realized it was a thing.

Watching my sweet Mamma glamming up for our ritual house parties in the 80s, while she likely wished she was more of an Alexis Colby Carrington because she was a fierce and career-oriented woman a that happen to be a fashionista rather than a Kristle Carrington from Dynasty, our favorite show, was a joy for me.

I was in awe of all of her stilettos, pearls necklaces, giant gemstone rings, and dresses. I couldn’t wait to play with them. I wasn’t the only one in that situation.

My mom worked a 9 to 5 job in a clothing manufacture earning a hourly wages while going back to school to have a better career for herself in the 80’s.

She worked so hard during the day. She wasn’t a lawyer, a journalist, a doctor, or a scientist, but she did her best to provide us with the essentials. And yes, fashion was part of that.

I never took my mom less seriously because she loved to have fun with her style and enjoy it. It was the  contrary. I admired her more for not taking herself too seriously and she encouraged me to have the same disposition.

In the 80s, everyone had fun with fashion. From executives (those shoulders pads – uh uh!) to the neon leggings seen on fitness enthusiasts.

Women like Oprah, Jane Fonda, the girls from Salt’N’Pepa and Madonna, even my gym professor and elementary school principal (I loved Mrs. Nantel’s red suit) were having fun with fashion.

In the 90s, Grunge and the streetstyle of Hip-Hop were in full bloom. It was the decade of my ultimate fashion mentor’s style!

I’m still into it today, dressing like her, it is so me now.

Carolyn Bessette-Kennedy! The minimalist goddess of all time.

Did we judge her like we crucify some women today for their wardrobe?

No!

So why do we do it in 2018? I read article that said, for example, you are a prominent human rights barrister, you cannot enjoy being creative with your outfit without being judged for not taking your role seriously.

What the heck?!

I find it ridiculous. People must have nothing better to do.

My clothes shouldn’t speak to my accomplishments but actually, my accomplishments should speak for themselves.

For an example, Diana, Princess of Wales had fun with her wardrobe, but it didn’t stop her from being considered the Peoples’ Princess.

I remember a few years ago, at a convention, I had my Gucci eyewear mixed with a Club Monaco T-shirt and a black pencil skirt. Simple, classic. I was given the look: “OMG you are so materialistic for showcasing your sunglasses”.

Someone actually came up to me and commented.

I wasn’t happy about it at all. I was thinking, I’m not judging anyone, why they are doing it to me?

After that, did I stop wearing my eyewear? Or, if I wanted to wear nice clothes, did I think twice?

Hell no!

We are so lucky to have the opportunity to have fun with fashion. Yes, some things can be pricey and some people may think we are pretentious. But, maybe try to take the time to learn about someone personally and then, maybe you won’t say or write such stupid things.

Ladies and Gentlemen, let’s not be those cynical, sad people that have nothing better to do than judge a book by its cover without reading it.

Let it be.

The rebirth of England 

While I’m writing words of football wisdom, my earphones play George Micheal’s track “Fastlove” and it grooves in my mind.

Oh, I must correct myself. It’s the words of the Educated Fool, aka my big brother, that you will read through my writing. We do make a fabulous team!

Last Saturday was an awakening.

He decided to watch the under 17 years old FIFA qualification game of England vs Spain. He didn’t expect to see a masterpiece on the screen while watching this game, but he did. The England soccer team played like they were Gods on the ground. It was not just the 5-2 score that was impressive, but the way they were manipulating the ball, their creativity on the ground.

England U-17

It was like seeing a miracle in play. And I think it actually was.

Personally, I grew up watching the Golden generation of the 90s team with Beckham, Scholes, Gerard, Terry, Cole, and Defoe that were playing in a very hmmm…. emotionally way.

England teamgroup

But, this brand new generation is totally different. They are the mastersof executing plays.

The way English soccer has always been very based on emotion, like they were soldiers going into war, it makes it feel like they always have this dark cloud following them. And this cloud has been with them since 1953.
Let’s make a little trip back in time.

November 25th 1953. At the time, this match was the match of century. England vs Hungary. At the time, the English team was a cocky team, with a a cocky attitude towards other teams such as Hungary, Italy, and many more. But, this match changed the England team forever.

They didn’t expected the Hungary team to dominate this game in such a big way. Their equivalent of Lionel Messi was Ferenc Puskas. This guy was a magician on the field. He wasn’t alone in his kingdom.

Ferenc Puskas Hungary

The striker had the perfect partner in crime in the midfielder, Nandor Hidegkuti. Hidegkuti was free on the field to take some chances. And during that game, you can clearly see it.

The England Team, at the time, was built to be a superstar team surrounded by top players like Stanley Matthews. But was it a good idea?

Stanley Matthews

The Hungary Team was better built as a soccer or ”football” club. During the game, you can clearly see that the Hungarians were a better tactical team than the Englishmen. Unfortunately, the country that created soccer got a soccer lesson from Hungary. And even now, they haven’t recovered.

For the ones that know about the history of the English team, you will tell me “…but they won the World Cup in 1966!” “They had a pretty good team in Italy in 1990!” Regardless, you can still feel this dark cloud from 1953 following them.

But, could it be the end of this curse? Or, should I say this phobia they have?

Could it be that the savior for this historical team is the younger generation?

Could this younger generation actually show the English Team how to play soccer?

For all those questions, the answer is yes!
England v Iraq - FIFA U-17 World Cup India 2017

During the qualifications so far, the under 17 are showing us that they do understand the game. You look into the lineup and it’s beautiful. You see a very multicultural team, similar to France, Germany, and Belgium. For me, it’s the start of a new era. In 1992, the Football Association (FA) told Grant Taylor not to put too many black players on the team. Taylor at first, selected a lot of young black players and now, the FA has told him to cut back.

What the fuck…

60 years later, they are finally getting it.

Now, they are a progressive team instead ofregressive. Those young players are shining, like bright diamonds. But, will they have the chance to play in the Premiership League with Manchester United, Manchester City, Liverpool, Arsenal, and Chelsea?

We really hope so!

Let’s let them shine and let’s let them make us dream again, about a future that will be wonderful for England. The world is going a little bit crazy right now, but those young players are united by the love of this beautiful game. It is showing us that there is hope in working together and daring to be different.

 

The winds of change are coming in a beautiful way.

England under 17 2017