Thanks to ESPN Page 2 - controversial answer at the bottom
One of the downsides of living abroad is that I have to work really hard to keep up with news from home. Obviously, a big chunk of this for me means the local sports teams. However, I’m not so far behind the times that I forgot the NFL Draft is tonight. Every year, it seems like fans all over get incredibly juiced up for the draft, and have either ecstatic or apoplectic over the choices their teams make. Of course, all this is based on the subjective rankings based upon such esoteric categories as vertical leaps and Wonderlic tests (pictured above). I don’t get into nearly as much as most fans, but even I remember the circumstances surrounding some of my favorite picks – where I was, what I was doing, and who I was with when I heard the news. I’m sad to say I dont remember the circumstances regarding the Patriots acquiring this future sexy gunslinger:
However, never fear, this isn’t going to turn into a mock draft or anything like that, there are roughly 432,583,498 fine folks who put tons of research and time into doing their own, and quite frankly, I can’t compete. Instead, I got inspired by the idea of the change that the NFL (and all) drafts bring. The biggest changes are to a young man’s life (and women in the case of the WNBA, but for the sake of expediency let’s just stick with male pronouns from now on), and the hopes of a team and a city/region. However, it all too is ignored that the draft can mean the final call for someones dream. An aging quarterback finding out that his team drafted a hotshot youngster has to fear for his continued job security. Questions about where he has been and where he’s going are natural.
*Totally creepy interlude – when I queued up iTunes to escort me through the writing process, I decided I didn’t like the first song. I hit skip once, and the song that came on was Semisonic – “Closing Time.” As in the song I had already cherry-picked lyrics from for the title to this post. Life is is very strange sometimes.
In the spirit of that hypothetical introspective jock, I’ve been considering the recent past and the near and not-so-near future lately. As some of you may know, I’m planning to pack up from Prague and move on within the next few months. There have been several false alarms on that front in the past, but this time, it feels like the real thing. As such, a big part of the last few weeks has been documenting my time here in words, pictures, and memories. I’ll throw a photo I took from my daily commute here in later, but I don’t want to saturate the blog with photos; I’ve always thought of myself as more of a Hemingway than an Ansel Adams, and I would hate for that to change. In the meantime, I’m focused on the future. It’s rather up in the air, but unlike a few months ago, it it is least narrowed down to a few possibilities. It looks like I’ll be heading back home to Boston for at least a few weeks of glorious summer vacation, although it may end up as a part-time working holiday. After that, I appear to be headed east. As in the Far East. Shanghai is atop the list right now, although much depends on if the fine residents of that fair city want me as much as I want them. That last sentence sounded rather sexual, but let’s ignore that and keep our minds on the future and out of the gutter.
Shanghai is appealing for many reasons. For one, China in general is a fascinating spot right now. It’s a member of BRIC, which basically means everyone expects big changes and big things from the country this century. In many respects, Beijing appears to be the business capital of the country, but Shanghai, according to what I’ve read, is the trendier and more modern, fast-paced, international city compared to the Olympic host to the north. All of those adjectives speak to me in a big way. In addition, this appears to be an excellent year to relocate to Shanghai since they are host of Expo 2010, which has already resulted in many cosmetic and significant changes to the city, with plenty more to come. In addition, Shanghai is marvelously close to both South Korea and Japan, the latter of which I have wanted to visit for eons. It goes without saying that there is also a remarkable amount of spots to hit up inside China, from the Bird’s Nest to the Great Wall to Shangri-La (or at least one of them, supposedly) to Hong Kong.
All in all, there is a lot to look forward to if everything works out in the next few weeks. Quite frankly, alternatives aren’t worth considering just yet, but one must keep an open mind. That open mind applies as much to the future as it does to the past, which means that a few retrospective posts must be in the future. For now, a little visual tidbit to keep you coming back for that exciting miniseries about my time in Prague:
Ahh yes, the venerable 16 line. One of the longest tram rides in Prague, and home to some of it’s most delightful mobile denizens. Mass transport never felt so right In the background, one of my favorite offices in all the city to work in – the views are indescribably beautiful and I will surely be taking the camera up there someday soon, so keep checking back. Have a god afternoon, folks.
By the way , the NFL insists the answer is 4, most likely since it alone has more than 4 sides. However, 5 is the only one without at least one set of parallel lines, and a shape is defined as much by structure as by the number of sides. The question is poorly written, in my estimation. Then again, I think the whole test is kind of silly, so I guess I’m biased. In any case…