A shy and unassuming hero
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charlie_cochraneYou'd have thought that if you'd kicked the winning drop goal in the World Cup Final (and off your wrong foot) you might have cause to swagger a bit. And get blotto. Not Jonny.
A few weeks after that famous victory in 2003, my girls all wrote to him asking for an autographed picture. They each received one, with a named and personalised message. Cos he's that sort of a bloke. And he's a deep thinker (or maybe just a touch nutty) with his path to Buddism via quantum physics.
Anyway, it's time to haul out a couple of drabbles I wrote about him in 2007:
Nervously, he pitched his story to the Hollywood executive:
“There’s this guy Wilkinson – Heath Ledger could take the role, looks just like him – he’s not played for England for three years. He’s had eleven major injuries and operations. England are in trouble – lost eight games on the trot – so they pick the bloke, even though he’s played only half a game in twelve weeks. He scores a try and kicks twenty-two more points; needs his lip stitched at half time. England win. He’s the hero.”
The executive shook his head. “That story makes even ‘Seabiscuit’ look everyday. No-one would believe it.”
***
Tell it softly in case they doubt you, but…
Maybe fairy tales happen.
Perhaps dreams do come true.
Possibly, just possibly, the self-effacing and decent and honest and hard working really do inherit the earth.
Maybe things can happen just because you want them to, if you desire them enough.
Perhaps the red rose can reach up above the briars and thistles and feel the sunshine on a winter’s day.
Possibly, just possibly, you can take the beaten and bruised and make them into heroes.
Jonny’s in the number ten shirt.
God’s in his heaven.
All’s right with the world.
A few weeks after that famous victory in 2003, my girls all wrote to him asking for an autographed picture. They each received one, with a named and personalised message. Cos he's that sort of a bloke. And he's a deep thinker (or maybe just a touch nutty) with his path to Buddism via quantum physics.
Anyway, it's time to haul out a couple of drabbles I wrote about him in 2007:
Nervously, he pitched his story to the Hollywood executive:
“There’s this guy Wilkinson – Heath Ledger could take the role, looks just like him – he’s not played for England for three years. He’s had eleven major injuries and operations. England are in trouble – lost eight games on the trot – so they pick the bloke, even though he’s played only half a game in twelve weeks. He scores a try and kicks twenty-two more points; needs his lip stitched at half time. England win. He’s the hero.”
The executive shook his head. “That story makes even ‘Seabiscuit’ look everyday. No-one would believe it.”
***
Tell it softly in case they doubt you, but…
Maybe fairy tales happen.
Perhaps dreams do come true.
Possibly, just possibly, the self-effacing and decent and honest and hard working really do inherit the earth.
Maybe things can happen just because you want them to, if you desire them enough.
Perhaps the red rose can reach up above the briars and thistles and feel the sunshine on a winter’s day.
Possibly, just possibly, you can take the beaten and bruised and make them into heroes.
Jonny’s in the number ten shirt.
God’s in his heaven.
All’s right with the world.
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Date: 2011-09-09 12:37 pm (UTC)*nods* Murrayfield. 1990. *runs away* ;)
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