Lots of catching up to do as I have no internet at La Hacienda as of yet, here goes from a random, free wifi Gran Via Coffee Bar in beautiful downtown Murcia where they serve an excellent café con leche and a delicious tortilla Española . . .
Thursday, 18 December:
After a
fun but exhausting day sightseeing in Madrid, I was prepared for the four-hour
train ride on Thursday morning to my new home in southeastern Spain, the
historic city of Murcia.
Perhaps
because my body clock was way off or
perhaps because I was so excited to start up with my new team, the Cobras, I
only slept for about an hour all night.
Once the
agreed upon but, as it turned out, unnecessary wake up call came from the lady
in the Hostal Las Fuentes’ reception room, I was more than ready for a quick
café con leche and tortilla Española at an open bar just around the corner.
It must
be mentioned that the lady running the reception area was a dead ringer for the
recently deceased Duchessa de Alba. They were about the same age and had both
obviously used the same plastic surgeon at some point.
Never Too Early for a Song in Madrid
The taxi ride
to the Atocha train station was fast and easy as most of Madrid was still
asleep.
It was a
good thing that I got there about 75 minutes early because finding the right
place to meet the train to Murcia was not as easy as I thought. Once I entered
the appropriate station area, I had to wait until about 10 minutes before
departure to find out which train track I would need to board the 9:21 a.m.,
#222 train that would arrive in Murcia at 1:24 p.m. I had opted to pay a bit
more and go on one of the First Class cars.
It was
worth it.
We got
rolling on time and I was quickly lulled into a sense of security as we gently
rocked and rolled through the foggy countryside. I thoroughly love train travel
as I find it both relaxing and adventurous. This train was not one of Spain’s
sleek AVE bullet trains but it did move along at a good clip with only three
stops before reaching Murcia.
As a perk
in First Class I was given a free newspaper, El Pais, where the headlines were all about the thawing of
relations between the USA and Cuba.
Hallelujah!!!
As we
continued southward, I wondered how many Spanish Civil War sites we were
passing. It is, for me, a fascinating era to study and try to begin to
understand.
My short
bouts of restful nodding off were interspersed with vistas of rugged
landscapes, barren almond orchards in Winter, solar energy farms and lots of
crumbling buildings including long abandoned train stations. As we neared
Murcia we started to espy palm trees and now lush grape and almond orchards as
the temperatures climbed to those normal in Southern California also at this
time of the year.
Cobras’ Welcoming Delegation
Jorge, Alberto and Courier
At
Murcia’s train station I was met by a contingent of team officials including
linebacker Jorge Ortin Rosera and the mysterious but efficient “Courier.” As it turns out most people have a nickname in
Spain that is used much more often than their real names. Many don’t even know
a teammate’s real name, only their nickname, thus “Courier” and another player that I would meet later that afternoon, “Tanque.”
Of course
each nickname comes with a story of how they earned it. As a young Cobra,
Courier was at a bar with veteran Cobras for the first time, so they repeatedly
sent him to the bar to fetch more beers for the players, thus he became the
Courier.
In
Tanque’s, our starting Senior Center who is of good size, case it came because
he was a big at 12 years old as he is now, as in he was “as big as a Tank!” His
real name is Ricardo Galvez Gil.
Murcia at Last!!!
Also at
the train station to greet me were Rosa Talavera, Oscar Constante and their son
Alberto who is a very good wide receiver for our Junior team. They invited me
into their home near the train station for a wonderful lunch that was filled
with Spanish delights.
Nike Gloves for Alberto
Besides
hosting my gastronomic needs, Rosa also gave me much-needed coffee making and
juicing machines. Throw in the three bullfight pins that are the colors of the
bull farms that are pierced into the bulls neck just before it enters the ring
and I was a happy camper. Rosa’s father was for years a key member of the
staff at Murcia’s Plaza de Toros.
Bull Fight Ribbons
After
lunch, I was reunited with Jorge and Courier and met two more linemen, the
aforementioned Tanque and Roberto. These four gave me a nice tour of my new apartment,
which we will call La Hacienda from now on, and of the surrounding
neighborhood.
Our Apartment Building
Park Across the Street
Our
apartment building has an ELEVATOR!!!
After
they left, I made my first foray to the local Carrefour shopping center to buy
some needed provisions. Once done, I settled into La Hacienda for a great
night’s sleep.
The only
bad news was no internet in La Hacienda until some time next week, thus no easy
way to blog.
Friday, 19 December:
Our Friendly Neighborhood Panaderia
One of my
guides and a lineman to boot, Roberto, lives just around the corner from La
Hacienda. On my tour of of the neighborhood Thursday night, Roberto pointed out
to me the Panaderia Los Siscas located about 50 yards from our apartment
buildings front door next to the park that we face.
Belén
The
Panaderia Los Siscas is run by an energetic, and somewhat boisterous young
lady, named Belén. We hit it off from the get go and she introduced me to everyone
who entered this distinguished little neighborhood bakery. Roberto had informed
me that no matter what you order, she always adds a little extra goody or two
to your bag at no extra cost.
She did
not disappoint.
We are
going to be good friends.
Bus Stop
I decided
to head to Centro Murcia to get a better lay of the land. I could have hopped
aboard the #20 bus that stops just on the other side of our park but instead
opted to walk and see more of the . . .
Region Murcia
Including
all sorts of interesting things like . . .
A Gelateria
A Vespa/Fiat 500
Interesting Architecture
Roman Catholic Influences
Men with Clubs
A Cow (Not Real)
Singers, More on Them Later
I had no
map to use so I asked a lady walking down the street, “Which way to the Cathedral?” She gave me easy directions and
informed me that it would only take ten
minutes. I had not forgotten about Spain’s inability to correctly judge times
and distances from my Camino de Santiago days.
It took
20 minutes but the directions were spot on!
Unfortunately,
this walk introduced me to lots and lots of beggars as the economic crunch
shows itself clearly in some ways.
Murcia’s Cathedral of the Virgin Mary
This
Baroque cathedral’s construction began in 1394 on the site of the city’s Grand
Mosque.
Once at
Murcia’s Cathedral, I could only come up with one word . . . MAGNIFICENT!!!
School Children About to Tour the Cathedral
Weathered Faces
Cupola
Main Altar
Checkered Floor
Regal
Cathedral Tower
Once out
of the Cathedral, I wanted to make the quick journey to the adjacent Murcia
Tourist Bureau to get all of the necessary maps and info to help me during my
stay. They would be quite helpful in answering all of my questions but before I
got there, I was drawn by the Episcopal House that I found along the way.
Episcopal House
Dapper Guard
Dashing Guard
The
Episcopal House’s big attraction during this Christmas season is it’s gigantic
Nativity Display which I liked it!
Nativity Scenes
Hammer Time
Manger
King Herod’s Call to
Slaughter the Innocents
Speaking of Slaughter . . .
Episcopal House Window
Passing by the Cathedral
Baby Jesus is BIG in España!
I opted
to tour the Cathedral’s small, impressive museum, which did have several
noteworthy objects like . . .
A Sarcophagus
A Monstrance
A Flamed-Topped Thing
A Battered Woman
A Crucifix
A Cardinal Praying
A Skull
A Madonna
Jewels
Another Fresco
I
continued to roam Murcia’s Historic District and saw more things of interest as
I made my way back to La Hacienda.
The Casino
Christmas Ornaments
The Teatro de Romea
Priests Wrestling
Santa Smoking
The Murphy Family Christmas Tree
Artisans Selling Gift Items
Las Tres Copas Park
Carrefour Shopping Center
Lidl Market
Finally,
in the evening, it was time to go to work. I had a Junior team (17 years of age
and under) practice to attend from 6:30 p.m. to 8:30 p.m. Roberto picked me up
and away we drove.
I had
decided to mostly observe and evaluate tonight in order to get a feel for the
team’s players, coaches, practice regimen and style of play. The Juniors are
players under 17 years old and they play nine man football (no offensive
tackles and you pick two positions to sit out defensively, i.e., a 4-2-3 or a
3-3-3 look.
The
Juniors practice field is made of AstroDirt, not a blade of grass to be scene.
We only had about 12 players in attendance which makes practicing a bit
difficult. I was introduced to a new player named Daniel who hails from Russia.
He is a rawboned 16 years old, about 6’3” tall and tips the Toledos at about
290 pounds.
Daniel
Daniel’s Jersey Number
Might not be legal in American football
I was
immediately asked to show Daniel the basics of line play. I worked with our
Russian bear of a lad for about four minutes when all of the linemen joined me
for a fundamentals period.
So much
for observing and evaluating . . .
Coaching the Juniors
Junior Team Post-Practice Photo
After a
fun two hours, it was back into Roberto’s car for the short drive to the
University of Murcia’s field where our Senior team (18 years of age to infinity
and beyond) would hold court from
9:00 p.m. to 11:00 p.m.
We will
be holding these four hour practice sessions on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays
throughout the season.
We only had
13 players were suited for tonight’s practice and yes we do indeed play 11 man football.
I split
my time between coaching the offensive linemen and helping out with the wide
receivers. Our Spanish QB, Angel Clemente Hernandez, is excellent! He throws
well and is athletic. So long as we can protect him, we’ll be fine.
The
spirit and effort at both of tonight’s practices was excellent!
Is this the infamous
“Player to be Named
Later”?
Addressing the Seniors
After Practice
Senior Team
Post-Practice Photo
The
numbers are troubling to say the least. As near as I can tell it is because of
two things. First, American football is growing in Spain and thus many former
Cobras who traveled great distances to play for Murcia now live much closer to
new teams that have formed in the past two years. Secondly, last year’s coach, by all accounts
had a somewhat negative approach that, even though the Cobras were winning,
drove a lot of players away from the team.
I’ve got
fences to mend and spirits to bolster.
Saturday, 20 December:
I was up
bright and early as both the Junior and Senior teams had flag football games to
play today.
Flag
football is big in Europe as the continent’s form of American 7-on-7
skirmishes. This variation is played 5-on-5 with all players being eligible to
catch a pass.
The scene
today was another AstroDirt field located in the suburban, affluent enclave
known as Altorreal.
Manicured AstroDirt Field
Playing
on this surface shows me just one thing, many Spaniards are playing American
football for the purest of reasons, i.e., THEIR LOVE OF THE GAME!
How
refreshing . . .
The
Cobras were hosting the event and had to first line the arena’s two needed
mini-football fields at 9:00 a.m. before the first set of games at 10:00 a.m.
The Liner was BROKEN
Of course
many of the field lining volunteers were late and the chalk liner was,
predictably, not working.
Volunteers:
PREPARE
TO USE YOUR HANDS!
We can do this!
We
started lining the fields at 9:40.
Yes he is!
Today’s
flag football games drew Junior and Senior teams from the Cartagena Pretorianos
(both a male and a female team), the Mutxamel Mustangs, Molina Vipers and your
Murcia Cobras.
The hated Cehegin Wolves were no shows.
Tanque Coaching the Junioors
Nice Sponsor for this Referee
Vipers Interesting QB Technique
Pursuit
Cobra Junior QB
TD Juniors
Junior Team Game Photo
Our
Juniors opened the action with a sound thrashing of the blue-clad Molina Vipers
by a score of 33-18.
Our
Seniors then strutted their stuff in throttling the Muxtamel Mustangs 46-20.
TD Cobras!
TD Cobras Again!!
If You Are the Designated Blitzer,
Please, RAISE YOUR HAND
Tanque at LB
Go Jesus GO!!!
Nice Grab
Tanque SACK!!!
TD TANQUE!!!
Amaros on the Reverse
Senior Flag Team Picture
Both
games were fun to watch and the Cobras definitely have good skill players at
both levels.
Upon
returning home after our two games, I roamed the mean streets of Murica to
check out more of the neighborhoods including the Plaza de Toros.
Saints
Halo
Comic School
Jamon
The Black Nail is the GOOD Jamon
Black Cat
A lucky place to buy a lottery ticket
The Patron Saint of Murcia
Murcia City Hall
Interesting Palms
Toro Art
The Old Football (Soccer) Stadium
I checked
into the local panaderia just for giggles and the irrepressible Belén talked me
into buying a Loteria Nacional ticket for Monday’s huge “El Gordo” drawing
worth millions of Euros. Can’t win if you don’t play, correct?
In the
late evening I rejoined Oscar and Rosa for a tremendous meal near the
Cathedral. The streets were alive with a combination of Christmas shopping and
the famous Spanish tradition of a Saturday night paseo.
Church Lights
Episcopal House Lights
A great dinner with lots of Murcia specialties with great new friends.
So much
fun on this warm Saturday!
So that
is just three days worth of discovery in Murcia and I still have five more days
of catching up to do.
Otro café
con leche, por favor.
2 comments:
I've been wondering where you've been. Should've guessed it was an internet issue.
Hope this sometime in January means sometime in January, not the Catania-style sometime in January of a year to be determined later.
Internet in La Hacienda soon I pray.
Post a Comment