Boston College Athletics
BC Weekly Diary With Guy Melamed
October 18, 2002 | Men's Soccer
Oct. 18, 2002
A long time has passed since I wrote my last journal entry, and there is a similarity between that one and this one. Last time I wrote was just before our game against Rutgers. That game was postponed due to bad weather. Well, this week we drove to play Syracuse, and again the game was postponed because of the heavy rain and the flooded field.
I honestly don't mind the traveling - good company, lots of games of Hearts, combined with good movies, are the perfect way to make sure that any road trip will seem like a car drive to downtown Boston. The only problem we are all facing is school work. (Except Billy Arnault and Johnathan Munko, who finished all their assignments during drop/add week). Doing work on the bus is almost impossible, especially with the distractions I just mentioned.
So, the regular season has passed the midway point, and one thing we can all certainly say is that our destiny is in our hands. We do not depend on any other team to do the work for us. Playing well and winning the games left, which is a manageable task, will bring us to our first step - accomplishing our opening goal. It certainly won't be easy, especially when every team we face now takes us seriously, but hey, what can you do? Just give it your best shot and enjoy the game!
On a different note, my parents flew back to Israel this week after a short visit. During their stay my mother participated in "The Jimmy Fund Walk for Cancer." The route was the same as the Boston Marathon. My mother decided to participate after her father, my grandpa, passed away after fighting cancer bravely for a long period of time. His courage and determination are things all of us carry with us every day of our life. My mother's goal was to raise money for kids who are fighting this terrible disease, and by sending letters all over the world, she was hoping to collect a decent amount. On Sunday, September 29th at 7:20 in the morning, she was on her way. After almost eight hours, at around 3:30 in the afternoon, my mother arrived in Copley Square. It was amazing to see her, smiling, full of energy, as if she was just about to start again, and wasn't at the end of a long, exhausting walk.
My mother was able to raise around $12,000 from generous people from all over.
I know that up there, my grandpa was watching, extremely proud. So were we!
