RANDOM THOUGHT: At the Milan game last Saturday, Pepe Strano, our TE and Elephant administrator, had to collect the foreign players’ and coach’s passports as well as the Italian player’s “documents”. He had to place all of these into the individual plastic sleeves of a three ring binder.
The binder had to then be given to the referees before the game to check versus our roster. We would get the binder back after the game was over.
The Italian’s “documents” are their form of local ID similar to how we use our plastic driver’s license in the U.S.A. Italians still need an additional passport to travel into other countries. The “documents” look like a thin and somewhat smaller passport.
They make me think of the World War II movies where the escaped POW or the local Resistance fighter gets pulled over on the street by the Gestapo and is asked “Your papers, please”. Now I’ve seen some of our player’s papers. Very cool!
FINAL THOUGHT ON PRAGUE: If I had it to do all over again, in 1965, I would rather have met and fallen in love with Laurie here in Prague than in La Crescenta, California. Either way, I guess we might make a go of it.