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Bravo momci, bravo Supermeni!!!
Negdje osamdesetih dok je na televiziji bilo samo dva programa, a satelitske su veze na Korčuli bile bajne kao danas u Ruandi, igralo se finale svjetskog prvenstva u vaterpolu
Bio sam mali razmaženi debeli kikić kojem ne bi palo na pamet nešto trenirat, ali bi umro za prijenos
Tako sam na didinu žalost saznao na dnevniku da se tu večer igra to finale između nas i Italije
Dida je imao tik na sve što je imalo veze s fašizmom a i išao je spavat s kokošima (ne doslovno - kokoši su nam spavale i po danu) pa mu se nije dalo sa mnom barkom u Velu Luku, a pješačenje, kasnije inače nezaobilazna stavka kojoj uvelike dugujem izdužene, kao od kamena satkane noge (sat vremena hoda), nije se poklapala s horoskopom moje bake, koja je prepizdila ako bi se slučajno maknuo iz područja do kojeg dopire njen glas
Tako sam očajan lutao Gradinom i slušao ima li kakve buke iz kuća u kojima gori svjetlo
I, kako sreća prati uporne - kod teta Marije i Franice se čulo najavljivanje ekipa
Nije da sam ih znao, dvije bakice preko 70 kojima bi se javio kad bi prolazile pokraj kuće, ali kako sam ja bio pristojan, bile su i one
I uvijek bi se sočno smijale pa su mi nekako bile drage
Ali opet, nikad nisam bio kod njih
I pokucam tako, prvi put u životu na njihovom trijemu, strah, neugoda, nelagoda...
Dobra večer, dobra večer, mali otkud ti, joooj, mi ne lovimo drugi program a tekma je, pa što nisi reko, sjedaj, oš kolača, kekasa, limunade...
Ja najsretniji na svijetu tek onda skontam da je telka veličine ručnog sata ponavljača iz Kyota i to daleko od boje
Nema veze, čuje se, nešto i nazire, ajmo naši!!!
Došlo je i par susjeda (ispostavilo se da bakice jedine u uvali imaju signal po jugu - po buri ga je imao i barba Zdravko), i počelo se fino veselit i navijat jer smo bili egal
Znam da današnjim generacijama zvuči čudno, ali tad sam svim srcem navijao za repku Juge u svakom sportu
Najjači je igrač u vaterpolu bio Igor Milanović koji je par sekundi prije kraja stotog produžetka primio loptu tri metra iskosa od gola
Živci su nam bili ko kičma od kolibrija, glasnice odavno otišle, bakice izvadile i one kekse koje su za karmine spremale...
Prijenos je vodio katastrofalan komentator crnogorskog studija Milorad Đurković
Tih je godina komentiranje sporta bilo raspoređeno po republikama
Makedonija i Slovenija su zbog jezika bile otpisane, ali bi tu i tamo zbog ravnoteže ulijetali i likovi poput Nedeljka Kovinjala, Bude Vukobrata uz domaći promašaj u vidu Anzulovića (pokoj mu duši) ili cijelog seta bahatih a polupismenih Beograđana od Pantića, preko Mihajlovskog do orlušina Nikite i Stojakovića
A Đurković je bio izgubljen u mjestu i vremenu
Unutar nedjeljnog popodneva je vodio petminutnu reportažu o talijanskoj ligi i jednom protiv strogih komunističkih pravila počeo izvještaj ovom rečenicim:
Hristos se rodi, Ćezena - Leće, jedan nula!
Uglavnom, komentatori su imali milion grešaka al su bar bili smiješni
Ne jadni ko Ćosić ili žalosni ko Ožmećš
I MIlanović klasično vaterpolski trza golmana koji je izvirio ko soko do koljena
Pet sekundi do kraja
Trza li ga trza a vrijeme curi
Profula li, ode sve u kurac - još dva produžetka
4, 3, 2, 1...
Đurković guta mikrofon, on lud, mi ludi, svi ludi...
I okine Igor Veliki i zabije ga u rašlje
Kako bi rekao Mihajlovski, pocepao je fudbalom vazduh na kiseonik i vodonik
Isuse, kako ga je zabio
Morali su poslije valjda i loptu i gol hitit od uganuća
Svi u bazenu, mi na nogama
Jugoslavija je prvak svijeta, urlao je kršni Milorad i rekao povijesnu rečenicu:
Bravo momci, bravo Supermeni!!!
Prođe otad 25 godina
Gledam jučer ono rasturanje Srba koji su nam uspješno pili vaterpolsku krv prošlo desetljeće i prosuzim od sreće
Evo vam na
To vam je zato jer su nas Slovenci tukli u Kranju zbog vas
Barakude, svaka čast, Rudiću, treba ti spomenik dić
Ajmo sutra te Ugare strgat!!!!!!!!
Mik je rođeni Melburnac međimurskih korijena, frend i ljudina
Živi tamo od rođenja i ima svoju sliku svijeta
I hoda sa Slavicom koju ste sigurno vidjeli ako pratite prvenstva u nogometu gdje ima Hravat - ona s crvenim kečkama
Evo prvog dijela njihovog izvještaja sa i oko tekme
Ne da mi se prevodit...
I arrived at the stadium/pool too late after work, so I missed out on a
ticket (it was a full house), but Slavica was inside and watched it!! Sorry
for not taking any photos inside. I wish you could have seen the serbs
outside (my flash was too weak to photograph them)....man they were ugly.
I will get her to write a story on it for your blog tonight.
About 15% of the crowd was Croatian, 75% Serbian and the rest mixed.
Slavica, her friend and another old Croatian man were the only Croatians
sitting in a big group of serbs! I will Slavica tell you what the atmosphere
was like, but from outside....it was LOUD!! She said most of the serbian
supporters around her were recent immigrants/refugees and not local
Australian-born serbs, of which I am sure were plenty as well. Australia has
received tens of thousands of serbs and Bosnian-muslim refugees after the
war. Croatian refugees from the early 1990's are small in number here in
Australia.
In Melbourne, and Australia in general, Croatians and serbs do not mix. They
do not marry each other, nor do they socialize together. They work together
and generally work well and professionally but most know that there is no
point mixing politics and work. I have worked with a few serbs over the
years and held good relationships with them at work, although we never
talked politics and the war, as we all knew there was no point trying to
share our opinions.
I was friendly to one serb in particular. He fled serbia just as the war
started so as do avoid being called up for service. He had two half-Croatian
cousins who were both high-ranking JNA officers who were murdered by the
serbs only because they were half-Croatian, so he has no love for the
serbian war-mongers and nationalists.
Slavica works with two serbian women who I have met on many occasions and
who are beautiful people. Both are also recent immigrants. One is from
Mostar and who's husband is Croatian. The other girl is from Beograd and
married a local Australian last year. We were invited
After the game Slavica was given a whole bunch of T-Shirts and Waterpolo
caps from the Croatian coach to hand out.
After the game there was a lot of tension outside the pool, but the police
were there in numbers (and horses). The was a few scuffles in the
surrounding streets as groups of supporters headed towards the city and
bumped into one another. A large group of serbian supporters were 'escorted'
by the police on horses all the way from the stadium towards the city with
the police helicopter buzzing overhead.
I spoke with a small group of young Croatians (6 males) about 2 hours after
the game and they said they were unlucky to bump into another large group of
serbs who attacked them. Despite a little bruising they were still in good
mood after the result in the pool.
And that is all for now.
Mik
Post je objavljen 31.03.2007. u 09:37 sati.