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Friday, April 13, 2001
Today of course was Good Friday, the most solemn day in the Roman Catholic church. As a practicing Catholic, I was at mass today, serving as a lector. Everything about the Catholicism stems from the death of Jesus, which sets up his resurrection three days later in Easter. I don't claim to understand this profound weekend, but I believe it, and that's all that's asked of us.
Wouldn't you know it: my back felt slightly better today. And when I visited the doctor, she confirmed that part of the back spasm has subsided. She did end up prescribing some physical therapy to get at the rest of the back. I will begin this effort on April 26. For now, I'll be taking the pills, and trying to stretch my back as best I can.
Thursday, April 12, 2001
My back still hurts. Thankfully, I have an appointment tomorrow (Friday, the 13th). I'll likely have to undergo some physical therapy, although I'm still open to fixing my back through medicine. My Mom told me she was out of work for about a month with lower back strain a few years ago.
I also tried filing for unemployment today ("daddy on the dole"). The computer systems were down at the Unemployment Office (which they call the Division of Employment and Training). I called three times, each time greeted with the forlorn cry of "our systems are down". The last person said my claim was filed, but I think I should follow up tomorrow (Friday, the 13th).
Monday, April 09, 2001
Tiger Woods has achieved the impossible by winning The Masters this past weekend. He now owns all four of the major golf trophies: The Masters, The U.S. Open, The British Open, and The PGA Championship. These are the major tournaments that measure a golfer's greatness. Now Tiger has all four trophies on his living room table.
Writers are tripping over their tongues, as they try to put this achievement into perspective. As I tried to sort out this myself, I recalled my own giddy moments when I put together my own web page for Tiger, nearly five years ago. Back then, I admired the excitement Tiger made me feel about a sport I didn't care about. As I followed Tiger, and as I learned golf, I came to fully appreciate Tiger's desire for excellence. I found it hard to believe that Tiger would live up to his own lofty goals, simply because I didn't think a single player could dominate such an exacting sport as golf. I was afraid to be let down.
Tiger didn't let me (or the world) down last weekend. He fought off two tremendous competitors in David Duval and Phil Mickelson. He fought off the frenzied atmosphere (is it a grand slam? a Tiger slam?). He fought his own nerves. And he prevailed.
After every Tiger achievement, I keep saying that if he were to retire then, he could be satisified. I am wrong. I would be satisfied, but Tiger wouldn't. He is the greatest golfer to walk this earth, and I am so happy to be alive to witness his greatness.