30 October 2009

Vamos Vamos Cuencanos

This past Friday night Leslie and I went to a Deportivo Cuenca soccer game. They're currently in the playoffs, well they're in "cuadrangulares" but the simplest we to translate the into American is playoffs. Playoffs with group play, if you follow soccer at all you'll know what that means. The game was against Deportivo Olmedo, which is a team from a city called Riobamba. I think Cuenca was expected to win, but I didn't do any research before I went to the game. I just bought a fake Deportivo Cuenca jersey for five bucks. (I promise, that's the biggest sports jersey they make south of Texas.) The game was a lot of fun. We went with Jonatan, one of the cuencano teachers at the school, and we sat in Tribuna which means we couldn't get rained on and they people were all very calm and not too excitable. It was the exact opposite experience of sitting in General at the Ecuador-Uruguay game. Still, there was some chanting and some cheering and some noise makers and things like that. They took the national chant and cuencanized it: "Vamos, Vamos Cuencanos. Esta noche, tenemos que ganar." They crazy fans, "La Cronica Roja," take up a section on the General side and do all the crazy chanting and singing and have a little parade with flags and torches (flaming newspapers) around the stadium before the game starts. Hey, if you can't really have a student section, somebody else has to set the mood.

Deportivo Cuenca won 2-1 because they played better than Olmedo. Cuenca is on a hot streak right now, best possible time to start a hot streak considering they needed it just to get into the playoffs. And now they're playing like the best club team in Ecuador. After Cuenca went up 2-1 with around 20 minutes left in the game, Olmedo started playing dirty. And when I say dirty, I mean two direct red-card fouls and around six yellow cards in the last 20 minutes of the game. All the fans in the stadium were booing the team, calling Olmedo's players things like "matón" and "negro matón." I haven't mentioned this yet, but Cuenca is a very conservative place. Not conservative the way we think of conservative in the United States, more just closed off to the idea of new things. And the majority of cuencanos are racist. They openly hate black people. Not gringos so much, and I'm not sure why, but most cuencanos hate black people. They avoid them on the street and they'll point and snicker when the see them and do several other passively mean and stupid things as well. So of course there were lots of racial slurs flying around the stadium; at least they waited until Olmedo's players actually were playing like savages, just running into Cuenca's player when they had the ball and tackling for absolutely no reason. But Deportivo Cuenca's stadium is about to get sanctioned for all the racial slurs that were going on during the final several minutes of the game. This means they probably won't get to play their next couple home games at home.

After the game, Leslie and I met up with the Wisconsin-Whitewater student teachers to go out and drink a little bit, which was fun and definitely nothing over-the-top.

Cuenca, don't be stupid. And don't be racist. Racism is stupid and if you haven't figured it out yet, your racism will cost you your soccer team.




"It comes in pints? I'm getting one."




Pilsener is the official sponsor of Deportivo Cuenca.




An Olmedo player is trying to take a free kick out of the toilet paper the fans are throwing onto the field.




We're out at a bar called ONCE (eleven) with the Whitewater girls.




La Cronica Roja
Sorry it's such a short video but you still get a taste of what they're like and it takes forever to upload videos.

Surprising Things About Life In Cuenca

1) You can get a good cheeseburger in Cuenca. Well, let me explain this because I like the burgers down here for different reasons. The meat itself isn't as good; it's not as juicy, big, or any of the qualities I look for in burger meat in the States. But all the ingredients are always fresh in a way you just can't find in the US. Even if you had your own garden with lettuce, onions and tomatoes, and you picked and cleaned it all yourself the day you served the burgers, they still wouldn't be as fresh as they are down here and I wish I had an explanation for why. Also, they do cool things to the cheese before they put it on the burger, and they always use good cheese. And finally, they uses lots of herbs, spices and sauces here with their burgers that are all new flavors to me and so far almost all of them have been phenomenal.
2) There are stray dogs everywhere, all over the city and outlying areas, and they are all gorgeous. When we take the bus to school, we have to walk a couple hundred yards on a dirt road and we can't do it without passing at least five stray dogs. And it almost seems like they're different dogs every time. Unless the gang is out. There are like eight dogs that always hang out together (and hump each other) and scare off all the other stray dogs. They don't growl or bark at Leslie and me though because the one time they did I yelled back and was louder (and bigger) than them so now they respect us.
3) You can get a pirated copy of anything here. Any movie you can imagine, you can find here for a buck fifty. Any music cd, including mp3 compilations of up to a hundred songs, one dollar. I bought a Rosetta Stone copy, which has Levels 1 & 2 of over 20 languages on it, three bucks. Halo 2 for PC was also three bucks. You can get them most updated version of PhotoShop here for thirty dollars. It's more expensive because it takes 5 cds to pirate PhotoShop. You can get a pirated copy of anything down here, and the Ecuadorian government strongly approves of the pirating practice. Something about how everybody has the right to a job.
4) There will be more as I think of them.

Sick Day

So I wasn't able to go to work today; I have some sort of stomach bug and my head is spinning. Honestly, I think it's just that not getting enough sleep has caught up with me. I fell asleep last night before I got under the covers as well, so I woke up at like 5am really cold and needing the bathroom and I never fell back to sleep after that. Hopefully I'll be able to get some sleep today, especially because I'd hate to miss another dance class, but when I'm not able to sleep I'll be trying to post on my blog. I've decided that instead of waiting to post again until I've finished the prior posts, I'm going to go ahead and keep posting now about the things currently going on in our life here in Ecuador. Some things I should be writing about are: our new weekly routine, all of the things that have surprised me about life here, the Deportivo Cuenca game, Colada Morada and baby bread, and maybe some other things.

Oh, and I would like to mention that I made it over two weeks longer than any other international teach at the school before I had to call in sick. I feel really bad not going in to school today, but everything I'd have to teach today can be easily covered by student teachers who were probably already planning on leading my classes anyways.

19 October 2009

Camping in Cajas

Look, I have a lot going on in my life here in Cuenca, Ecuador. I'm sorry that I can't post words as fast as I can post pictures to my blog. In fact, I have to take special time to be able to post pictures, and then as soon as I have time at home to spend hours working on writing blog posts I do it. SO I'm sorry that there are so many posts on my blog that have pictures but not words or explanations, but this is going to last for as long as my life is interesting in Ecuador. Don't get me wrong; I do take time to write on my blog, but I don't have enough time right now to keep track with all the things happening in my life. This weekend I think Leslie and I are going to just hang out in Cuenca and not do much so hopefully I can get caught up on my blog. Until then, I'm sorry it's taking me so long to post on my blog and I hope you're enjoying what I'm posting while I have the time.













14 October 2009

What is the Greatest Sport in the World?

Not until this afternoon was I willing to say that soccer is the greatest sport in the world. And it's not because it's the most liked or the most followed or the only sport the whole world cares about. First, I'm going to explain my arguments for College Football and for Rugby, then my reasoning for calling soccer the greatest sport in the world.

Yes, I know I should be posting about Dia de la Raza and the weekend and the game in Quito but this is more important.

First, College Football. A college football game is the only game in the world at which everyone in the stadium is always standing. I have a very strong preference for standing in the stadium during the game; you feel more engaged and involved in what's going on on the field or the court. It's also an incredibly dramatic game; there are tons of tense moments that test the wills of both players and fans alike. Also, a college ballgame is a full-day event. If you're going to the game, and you're doing it right, you get to the stadium in the morning to tailgate and party and drink beer and eat grilled food all day until it's time to go find your seats in the stadium. Then, after the home team wins, the entire city celebrates until it passes out just before sunrise. Also, college football is a very momentum-driven game. And when two equally talented teams take the field together the one with more passion for the game and a greater desire to win will conquer. Even when the teams aren't evenly matched, a David can have the "want to" to take down any Goliath. For example: The USC Trojans against any other Pac-10 team. Sorry, had to be said.

Rugby. Rugby is my favorite sport to play. And momentum in rugby trumps momentum in any other sport. I also love games that require discipline and teamwork and passion and you get all three in incredible abundance with rugby. If any one of the fifteen people on the field for either team can't hold their weight, or is feeling lazy or hung over from the night before, the better disciplined team will take advantage. We say in American Football that a chain is only as strong as its weakest link, talking about defense. That is so much more the case in rugby. I also love the physical nature of rugby. Granted, my favorite position is tight-head prop. I also love how raw rugby is. But unfortunately, rugby isn't for everybody. It's not any boy or girl, man or woman who can survive a rugby match. In fact, I will say this: Rugby is the greatest game in the world for the elite and for those who can take and give a hit and get up and do it even harder the next time. But that's not everybody. In fact, that's a small minority of the people of the world.

And now for soccer, and the reason why I've finally given in that soccer is the greatest game in the world. It's not because soccer is "The World's Sport" and that it's the only sport played on every corner of the earth. And yes, I went to a World Cup qualifying match in South America (last weekend) and the ambiance is incredible. I loved the experience of sitting in the stadium drinking beers and shouting songs with the Ecuadorians around me. But they sit during the game when their team isn't about to have a chance to score. And they're not the most sports-intelligent fans either. They shout and scream and sing and chant for their team at moments when Ecuador needs complete focus, to score on a corner kick or a free shot just outside the box. I also hate that there's so much chance involved in winning a soccer match, and that one team can play better and be better the entire game but make one small slip-up and lose (...Ecuador...). There are times when I hate soccer for being all about which team got lucky instead of which team got good. But still, there's one last argument for football that I didn't realize until today.
Everyone plays it. EVERYONE. Today, last period of the day I had the 2nd-graders for gym class and I was waiting for them to come down to the cancha to play, so I invited so guys sitting around not doing anything to come practice and goof off and take shots against me. The caretaker of the school and general handyman, a random construction worker and the company accountant all came down to play. And they were all better than me despite the fact that I play for at least an hour every day. Anywhere you go in Ecuador you'll find people who either actively play or used to play and still have most of their moves.
I was joking with somebody the other day that if you throw a soccer ball into any crowd of people, if they're nice they'll kick it right back to you and if they're mean they just juggle it and pass it amongst themselves until you go take it back from them. If you throw a frisbee into a crowd of Ecuadorians they just look at it as if it fell from Mars. They aren't even willing to touch it because they're not sure what it'll do.
But back to the story. The caretaker, random construction worker, accountant and I ended up playing soccer against the entire 20-kid 2nd-grade class. And all three of the other guys just danced around with the ball and made brilliant passes to each other while I watched.
How many American Football fans, percentage-wise, still go out and play football with their buddies? How many rugby fans actually play rugby? I'm finally willing to say that Soccer is the world's greatest sport, but not because it's the world's most popular sport. Soccer is the world's greatest sport because everywhere else in the world everyone PLAYS soccer. EVERYONE.

12 October 2009

Vamos Ecuatorianos 3

Words are coming later. Right now I'm at the CEDEI International Programs building and I'm just trying to get all my pictures and maybe a video loaded onto my blog while I have a good internet connection.













Vamos Ecuatorianos 2

Words are coming later. Right now I'm at the CEDEI International Programs building and I'm just trying to get all my pictures and maybe a video loaded onto my blog while I have a good internet connection.