Wednesday, July 2, 2014

Redskins?


REDSKINS

"A rose by any other name would smell as sweet." – William Shakespeare.

 


So if the Washington Redskins change their name, will they still stink?

Pressure has been building for this NFL franchise to change its nickname to something more politically correct.

The team has been called the Redskins for 80 years and it was never an issue until recently. While activists have been successful in many schools and colleges in getting sports programs to drop Native American/Indian nicknames, big league teams seemed immune to politically correct pressures, and Redskins, Braves, Indians, and Warriors still competed with their long-time nicknames.

The nicknames, ironically, were meant to HONOR Native Americans, not disparage them. Inevitably, some malcontents were “offended” by some of the caricatures portrayed and adjustments were made. For example, Chief Noc-a-homa, the Atlanta Brave mascot, retired for good. Teams tried to compromise.

And most Native Americans were not offended. A Sports Illustrated survey found that almost 80% of American Indians supported the nickname associations. Indeed, the sign outside a high school on a Navajo reservation proclaimed “Welcome to the Home of the Redskins.”

What’s really troubling is that this is yet another example of a small minority of activists defining the issue on THEIR terms, i.e. “Redskin” being insensitive or worse. So they try to impose their perspective on everyone else.

This nonsense has been going on for far too long. It’s tough to counter it, because the activists are so quick to play the “racist” card, and who needs that?

Shockingly, the federal government has now taken sides, led by President Obama, who presumably has more pressing issues to deal with.

Michael Galo reported in “Athletic Business” that the United States Patent and Trademark Office cancelled six federal trademark registrations for the name of the Washington Redskins, ruling that the name is "disparaging to Native Americans." Due to its "disparaging" nature, the name cannot be trademarked under federal law which prohibits protection of offensive or disparaging language. The decision allows anyone to use the "Redskins" name on merchandise or other memorabilia, without needing permission.

So a team that honors Native Americans with a nickname that most Native Americans support is losing trademark property rights. It’s outrageous.

When are we going to stand up to these activist bullies? Appeasing them simply encourages them to continue their moral preening as they target their next victims. School boards and timid college administrators usually acquiesce to the unhappy braying of the politically correct, but kudos to Washington Redskin owner Dan Snyder for standing firm.

Property rights, freedom of speech, and tolerance of different perspectives are hallmarks of a great America. Too many activists in Washington—and Concord—have been successful at eroding these rights. If we let them get away with it, then we only have ourselves to blame.

CUPCAKES AND BEER

Along the same lines as above …

For generations youngsters celebrated each other’s birthdays at school with cupcakes. But no more. Due to the First Lady’s crusade for “healthier” eating, some schools told students that birthday cupcakes are now forbidden, due to nutritional concerns.

Where will it end?

And …the Orange County Register recently reported the firing of Jay Creps, who led Chatsworth School's softball team to the L.A. City Section Division 1 championship game. Principal Tim Guy canned him after a parent turned in a photo of him drinking beer out of a bottle during a team bonding party at his home that was attended by parents and players in either 2012 or 2013. So now you can get fired for having a legal libation in your own home? Granted, Creps may have been better advised to have had a soda. But SODA POP is now forbidden in many schools. Too much sugar, the First Lady will tell you.

Where will it end?

ON A HAPPIER NOTE …

… the Orange County Register also reported that more than 500 baseballs and softballs, 60 bats, 20 batting tees, umpire gear and other items were donated to the local Banning-Pass Little League by the Morongo Band of Mission Indians. The gear represents a $5,500 gift from the tribe to the league, according to a news release from the tribe.

One of the teams in the Banning-Pass Little League is known as the Indians. Presumably they won’t need to change their name!

Wednesday, June 25, 2014

World Cup!


 

WORLD CUP MANIA!

   The quadrennial World Cup Soccer Tournament inevitably reminds me of my Groveton High School language teacher, Gerard Gaetjens. One October afternoon in 1972, Monsieur Gaetjens ventured to the GHS soccer field to watch our Purple Eagles lose a hard-fought 2-1 contest to a White Mountain Regional team that would end the season as undefeated state champions. (There was only one N.H. boys’ tournament in those days.) A fellow named Dave Pinkham scored both goals for WMRHS. Apres le matchafter the gameMonsieur Gaetjens spoke rather dismissively of the quality of soccer he'd witnessed, which I found annoying.
 

   "What does he know?" I thought. "Isn't he from Haiti? Do they even have sports in Haiti?"


   But I knew that soccer (or futbol) WAS the world's most popular sportplayed in virtually every nation.


   I remained a soccer guy after high school and made the sub-varsity team at UNH as a freshman. I played several seasons in the NH summer soccer conference. I was delighted to see both my daughters serve as soccer team captains at Concord High School. So being a soccer guy, I naturally get World Cup fever every four years. Men's AND women's. Watching the U.S. women's team beat China for the 1999 Women's World Cup remains one of my top sports memories.


   And as a sports historian of sorts, I knew that the USA didn't have much of a World Cup tradition before the 1990s. Except for 1950. I later read about how that year, a hastily thrown-together U.S. Men's National Team traveled to Brazil for the World Cup tournament. The squad included semi-pro players who otherwise taught high school, drove hearses, or delivered mail. A 500-1 shot, the Americans found themselves scheduled to play a powerhouse England team that had defeated a strong Portugal team 10-0 in Lisbon two weeks earlier. But in a true sports miracleapologies to 1980 US Olympic ice hockey teamthe US pulled off a 1-0 win, in what some still feel is the greatest World Cup upset of all time.


   The lone goal was scored on a first half header by a Haitian dishwasher then living in New York City. His name was Joe Gaetjensbrother of Gerard, my high school French teacher.


   I guess they did have sports in Haiti after all!

Monday, February 3, 2014

Sochi Olympic Mania!


WINTER OLYMPICS!

The 22nd Winter Olympic Games get underway on Feb. 7 and the eyes of the sports world will turn to Sochi, Russia, for over a fortnight. As usual, attention will focus on skiing, figure skating, and hockey. But there are many other winter sports as well—including curling!

Curling always begs the question as to whether or not this activity is really a sport. It’s kind of like billiards on ice, only with fewer and bigger balls. Actually they’re polished stones which curlers slide towards the center of concentric circles, while also seeking to knock out opponents’ stones. It’s weird, but it has a cult following. I can’t help but watch.

Among the other sports that some may consider weird is the biathlon, which involves skiing and shooting. Cool. The biathlon always brings back memories of training in Norway with A-Company of the reserve 25th Marine Regiment in 1993. We were in the Arctic that March as part of a NATO exercise and our reservists from Maine and New Hampshire really shined. A reserve outfit doesn’t always compare well to an active duty unit featuring full-time servicemen. But our company was full of northern New England woodsmen, hunters, and skiers who knew how to deal with frozen conditions. Many of the active duty Marines—who hailed disproportionately from places like Texas, Louisiana, and Florida—were absolutely miserable. But the northern New Englanders were always ahead of schedule as we whipped around the training areas on our cross country skis.

One day we received a surprise visitor—retired General H. Norman Schwarzkopf, who appeared at our camp with a CBS-TV film crew. Most of us had served under Schwarzkopf two years earlier during Operation Desert Storm in the Persian Gulf. Being forward deployed, we never saw the general in the desert. But the “Most Admired Man in America” somehow found his way to our Arctic bivouac. His mission was to get video footage of Marines in the snow for a feature that CBS would run the following year when it covered Norway’s 1994 Lillehammer Olympics. He’d apparently heard that our guys were adept at skiing and shooting and his crew got lots of footage. I was thrilled to see some of my men in the feature which aired during those Lillehammer Games (yes, the Tonya Harding/Nancy Kerrigan Olympics).

The military actually deserves much credit for the development of winter sports in America, beyond the biathlon. The 10th Mountain Division specifically trained for winter warfare and thousands of its men became proficient skiers who after the war pushed for the development of new ski areas all over the country, including several in N.H.

The 10th Mountain Division’s very first volunteer was Private Charles McLane, Captain of the Dartmouth College ski team, who enlisted a day after the Pearl Harbor attacks, Dec. 8, 1941. His ski coach, Walter Prager, later enlisted as well.

A recent VFW Magazine article also mentioned Lebanon’s Bob Townsend, who overcame a war wound to ski in the 1948 Winter Olympics. Keene’s John Morton, a Vietnam veteran, qualified for the 1972 Olympic Team while another former soldier, Peter Dascoulias of Franklin, skied in the 1976 Olympics.

The proficiency of New Hampshire’s military men in the snow is nothing new. The legendary colonial scouts known as Rogers Rangers were adept at winter warfare, using snowshoes to ambush and defeat a French force south of Lake Champlain in 1757. (In 1940, Finnish ski troops successfully held off a huge Soviet army by using swiftness and mobility to ambush and decimate road-bound Soviet forces.)

So while ice hockey and skiing will get big TV ratings from Russia over the next two weeks, you can be sure that some of us will be watching the biathlon with special interest and appreciation.

And yes, for some reason, I’m sure I’ll be watching the “fierce” curling competition as well.

USA! USA! USA!

 

Monday, December 23, 2013

RAIDER RUFFIANS?


RAIDER RUFFIANS AND FOOTBALL FANATICS


Aaron Hernandez’s name came up during a recent Sports Law class. The former New England Patriots tight end was incarcerated earlier this year and charged with murder. It will take a while for his case to go to trial, as the wheels of justice move slowly in America. But eventually he’ll be convicted and sentenced.
 

Or will he?


What if Hernandez is found “not guilty?” Stranger things have happened. (Can you say “OJ?”)


Would he return to the Patriots? Highly unlikely. So I asked my students, if not the Patriots, then what team would be most apt to sign Hernandez?


“The Raiders!” they responded in unison. 

 
I laughed. An earlier discussion had centered on what will happen to Philadelphia Eagles quarterback Michael Vick, now that he has been supplanted by Nick Foles. Vick is a convicted felon who did serious prison time for his involvement with dog fighting. If the Eagles release Vick, what team would be most likely to take a chance on him?
 

“The Raiders!” my students responded in unison. 

 
What is it about the Raiders?


Every team has its own culture, and Raider culture is renegade culture. Oakland has long been known to give second chances to purported bad hombreswhich is nice, if you’re a bad hombre.


Having spent considerable time in San Diego, I picked up on the cultural differences between Charger fans (chilled) and Raider fans (swilled). San Diego’s Qualcomm Stadium always sold out for the annual Raiders game, with many thousands of Raider fans donning their black and silver garb, putting on their eye-patches, grabbing their chains, and heading for the stadium.
 

This is not to say that all Raider fans are outlaws. It’s just that bad 90% that give the good 10% a bad name. Consider the recent Thanksgiving Day game in Dallas, where the Cowboys hosted the Raiders. Dallas’ Channel 11 reported how after the Dallas victory, Cowboy fan Carlos Olivares was leaving the stadium yelling “Go Cowboys!” His next memory was waking up in a hospital bed, unable to open his eyes.


“I woke up in shock,” Olivares said. “I got up real fast ‘cause I didn’t know where I was. Nurses held me down.”
 
Witnesses told police that several men wearing Raiders attire attacked Olivares . Friends found him lying on the ground, unconscious. His cell phone was gone, as was the cash from his wallet. Despite the beating and memory loss, doctors told him he was lucky.

“I’m just glad I was left alive,” Olivares said.

Laid-back San Diegans are familiar with such behavior. So with pro football being a business, the Charger management decided to screw the Raider fans. San Diego was struggling and was not selling out Qualcommexcept for the Raider game, when black-shirted fans bought every available ticket. So the Chargers decreed that anyone who wanted a single ticket to the Raider game had to buy a three-game package. Raider fans only wanted to see the one game, but were incensed at having to pay for three. This did not improve their moods as they tailgated in Qualcomm’s giant parking lot, drinking hard stuff and looking for trouble.

Other Sports Cultures
 
Referring to Raider fans as hooligans overstates the renegade aspect of Raider culture. Hooligans are British soccer followers who are actually criminals who use sport as an excuse for mayhem. But sports fans in certain American cities do take on tribal characteristics.

 
The aforementioned San Diego fans are famously laid-back, whereas Boston Red Sox fans were famously fatalistic—at least until 2004. New York fans are famously obnoxious. Philadelphia fans are famously cruel—known to boo everyone from Santa Claus to Miss Pennsylvania. Cleveland fans are famously morose.


Sport sociologists studied these tribal traits and identified the three most volatile fan segments.  Foxsports.com described an Emory University study that confirmed what many have long purported: Football fans—especially those rooting for New England, Pittsburgh, or Oakland—can be unstable.
 
Pats fans unstable? Say it isn’t so!

 
Marketing professors Michael Lewis and Manish Tripathi devised an algorithm and analyzed data to figure out how various fan bases deal with losses—and they found that fans of the Raiders, Steelers and Patriots do not cope well.

Patriot fans ranked high in terms of instability because they are the saddest fans after a loss, as measured by angry Twitter Tweets. It probably has a lot to do with expectations. Pats fans expect to win.

According to Lewis and Tripathi, the most stable fans are Cowboy fans. Over the last 15 years Cowboy fans have been conditioned to expect disappointment, so when Tony Romo fails them they are not surprised.

So what does all this mean? It means that the Raider Ruffians should be careful about showing up in black and silver the next time Oakland plays at New England. Gillette Stadium is not Qualcomm. Regardless of the outcome, if they’re looking for trouble, they’ll find it—and will likely end up paraphrasing Dorothy from The Wizard of Oz.

“We’re not in California anymore!”

Monday, December 9, 2013

Alabama- Auburn


FOOTBALL RIVALRIES AND ALABAMA–AUBURN


The last Saturday in November was college football’s Rivalry Saturday, when historic foes met for annual grudge matches. It’s a unique day on the annual sports calendar, as rivalry games are replete with special energy and emotion.


I was in California’s Orange County and made my way to a Buffalo Wild Wings Restaurant to take in the gridiron action. BWW has become a preeminent sports bar chain, with multiple large screens showing grid contests from across the nation. It was a perfect venue for Rivalry Saturday.


One of the rivalry games was UCLA-USC, and I shared a table with two blue-shirted UCLA Bruin fans. To our front was a table of red-shirted USC Trojan fans. After the game started, other Bruins fans sent drinks to our table. I was wearing a white shirt, but having accepted the free libations, I felt obliged to become a Bruins fan.


Other games were on BWW’s multiple screens, and I noted that Ohio State improved its record to 12-0 with a 42-41 win over arch-rival Michigan in Ann Arborwhere wondrous things have occurred in the past.


A Bruin alum at our table had a sister going to UCal-Berkeley. Cal had earlier lost its rivalry game at Stanford, 63-13. It was a tough loss for the Bears, but I pointed out that the greatest college football play of all time occurred at Cal when the Bears beat Stanford and John Elway in 1982. A last second kick-off was returned for a touchdown, a return that included five laterals. The Stanford band was coming out on the field when Kevin Moen scored the winning TD, bowling over Cardinal trombone player Gary Tyrrell.

 
“Check it out on You-Tube,” I advised. “Truly the greatest football play of all time.”

 
And thensuddenlythere was a NEW “greatest football play of all time!”

 
It was loud and raucous and most BWW patrons were focused on UCLA-USC, but on an alternate screen I saw a replay of a kick-return for a touchdown and fans swarming out on the field. Upon closer examination, I learned that the undefeated, defending national champion Alabama Crimson Tide had lost to arch-rival Auburn, 34-28.


Last year Alabama trounced Auburn in the annual Iron Bowl by a score of 49-0. But this year, Auburn came into the rivalry game at 10-1, fresh off an improbable 43-38 win over Georgia. Auburn won that game with a last minute touchdown pass on fourth and long.
 

The 2013 Alabama-Auburn Iron Bowl had apparently ended in a 28-28 tie, making it an instant classic already. But officials found one second left on the clock, and Bama Coach Nick Saban opted for a 57-yard field goal attempt. The attempt was short and Chris Davis caught it nine yards deep in the end zone. Around 15 seconds later, after he’d returned the ball 109 yards for a touchdown, Davis became an immortal.


As long as he lives, Davis will be remembered for those 15 seconds. His run got him on the cover of Sports Illustrated, and the ball he carried into the Promised Land was soon valued at $100,000. He’ll never have to worry about finding a job. He’s now set for life, assuming he can handle the adulation.


Was Davis’ return the greatest play in college football history? I think so, given the circumstances. The 1982 rivalry game between Stanford and Cal featured two .500 teams. The Alabama-Auburn game had national championship implications. And there is so much more. Subplots like “Saban is a jerk.” The frenzied passion of SEC football. On and on.


After the game, I found the play on You-Tube. It had already been viewed 7000 times. By the next morning the viewing total had surpassed a half million. Check it out. The greatest play ever!


(Oh yeah. UCLA beat USC 35-14. Go Bruins!)

Wednesday, November 20, 2013

Medicine and Thanksgiving


SPORTS, HEALTH CARE AND THANKSGIVING
 

Health care remains at the top of the news. It’s that rare subject that affects EVERYONE.


The medical arena is proximate to the sports arena. Just consider the Red Sox. How fortunate it was that John Lackey's surgery and rehab worked out the way it did. Ditto for Clay Buchholz. And Jacoby Ellsbury. I'm glad that the physical ailments of David Ortiz and Dustin Pedroia received world-class medical attention. And how great was it that John Lester beat cancer?
 

EVERYONE has health issues to some degreeincluding big, strong sports columnists like me. OK, I'll use the first-person, singular pronoun. I've noted that the great columnist George Will never uses "I" or "me," but I'm not him and will go ahead and personalize things.


Sports fans don't usually pick up a newspaper to find out the latest on someone's health. Unless, of course, they want to know how soon Aaron Rogers might return to form with the Packers, if they want to bet on Green Bay. But having recently spent some time in a hospital, medical thoughts have been bouncing around my brain.


My hospital stay was prompted by worsening run times in 5K road races. When my friend and colleague Fred King of Colebrook and Loudon beat me in a race, I knew it was time to chat with a doctor. Eventually I had a cardiac ablation procedure which appeared to clear up an irregularity. But while in the hospital and while rehabbing, I had plenty of time to think, and I figured out that I/we live in a wonderful time and place where things get fixed that used to sideline peopleor worse.

 
So thank you, Dr. Chadosh, for your great work. I don't know what you make, but it should be at least half as much as the Red Sox pay Jarrod Saltalamacchia!
 

It took a few days for the effects of general anesthesia to wear off, and I thought of earlier sports medical situations. Everything from ankle sprains to stitches to finger dislocations to poison ivy infectionsfrom looking for lost golf balls. My first hospital visit came about in 1980 after being sucker-punched in the eye during a basketball game. My eyesight returned but in 2010 I required a serious vitrectomy procedure after "floaters" significantly obscured my vision. Kudos to all the personnel at Bethesda Naval Medical Center for all they did and thank you Captain Blice, USN, for your surgical prowess. The Navy should pay you at least half as much as the Red Sox pay Ryan Dempster.


Before retiring my Marine Corps uniform, I made another 2010 trip to Bethesda, where Lieutenant Commander Humphries expertly repaired a glaring hernia situation. Thank you Doctor Humphries. I hope the Navy pays you at least half as much as the Red Sox pay Johnny Gomes.


A side effect of the vitrectomy was a cataract, which was expertly removed last year in Concord. Thank you, Dr. Wasserman, for your great work. I hope you earn at least half as much as the Red Sox pay Jake Peavy.

 
At my age, it is a joy to participatepain freein road races or in NBA basketball (Noontime Basketball Association) at NHTI-Concord. Basketball battles had earlier taken a toll on the joints, resulting in torn meniscuses in both knees. Thank you, Dr. Moran, for your great orthopedic work during those 2005 and 2008 operations. The wheels have been working great ever since. I wish your arthroscopic procedures were around years ago for the Bobby Orrs and Joe Namaths of the world. I hope you make at least half as much as the Red Sox pay Will Middlebrooks.

 
So after my successful procedure, I received a letter from my insurance company. Having heard that millions of Americans are likely to lose their health insurance, and knowing of cancer patients who’ve already had their coverage terminated, I looked at the letter with trepidationthe way I’d look at a letter from the IRS or from any attorney-at-law.

 
I finally opened it and ….. I read that my company was going to cover the full cost of the procedure. Good news. But it’s too bad so many of us have to have this new trepidation about health insurance. It’s not healthy.


It IS healthy to count one’s blessings, and to appreciate that we live in an age where a typical American can access health technologies, medical procedures, and extraordinary doctors to get things fixed that would have gone unfixed a generation agoeven if you were a king, a rich Sultan, or a U.S. President.


So Happy Thanksgiving!
 
 
(And watch out, Fred King. I’m BACK!)

Tuesday, November 5, 2013

Mike Durant - Twenty Years Since "Black Hawk Down!"


NEW HAMPSHIRE’S MIKE DURANT – A HERO’S ODYSSEY

 

It’s now been twenty years since that October day in Somalia when Mike Durant saw what hell looked like. A Black Hawk helicopter pilot, Durant was shot down during the battle for Mogadishu. All the members of his crew were dead. A rescue team moved him away from the aircraft and placed him next to a wall. But now they, too, were all dead. Durant had a broken leg, a broken back and was out of ammunition when a horde of Somalis descended upon him, intent on beating him to death. Already suffering a bullet wound, Durant helplessly endured the blows. A Somali fighter smashed Durant’s face and broke Mike’s nose and eye socket with what Mike first thought was a club. Then, to his horror, Durant realized he was being beaten to death with the severed arm of one of his comrades. He knew his death was imminent and then he heard a gunshot.


BERLIN BOY


Forty years ago Mike Durant boarded a ski bus in Berlin to head north on Route 16 and then west on Route 26 with dozens of other youngsters to ski at the Wilderness Ski Area in Dixville Notch.


“I loved skiing,” Durant recalled in a recent interview. “I loved the snow. Like so many other North Country boys, I also loved getting out into the woods and hunting. And yes, I also played hockey.”


That Durant played hockey was no surprise, Berlin being “Hockey-Town USA.”


As that ski bus headed for the slopes Durant’s friends in adjacent seats surely had no inkling that in 1993 their buddy’s face would be the first one featured simultaneously on the covers of TIME, NEWSWEEK, and U.S. NEWS AND WORLD REPORT. That bruised and bloodied face became the face of an American military encounter that would change the country and the worldthe first battle with Al Qaeda.


AMERICAN HOSTAGE

 
The gunshot was meant to quiet, not to kill. A Somali leader with some authority saw that Durant had more value as a hostage/prisoner than as a corpse. Dirt was thrown into Durant’s face and a rag was stuffed down his throat. His agony became excruciating when his captors kicked his broken bones and then he realized was “being carried aloft on the thundering wave of a mosh pit from hell.”


It was October 3, and Durant would face 11 days of agonizing captivity as followers of Somali warlord Mohamed Farah Aideed stared down the United States. They used Durant as a pawn so tribal fighters could seek concessions from an American superpower caught up in an unexpectedly brutal urban battleground. Durant was confined to a small room to be interrogated and indoctrinated by select Somalis who knew some English. His wounds were not treated, but he was given water and allowed to live, as negotiations continued between Somalis and Americans.
 

Though the Americans did not know Durant’s location and could not rescue him, they knew he was alive. A helicopter flew over Mogadishu with loudspeakers blaring: “Mike Durant! We will not leave without you!”


The messages gave Durant hope, but he knew he was dying from his wounds and was running out of time.


“If you guys are preparing a rescue mission, you’d better hurry,” Durant thought. “Or else you’ll be rescuing a corpse.”


The pain worsened by the hour as Durant suffered in the brutal African heat. When he could, he’d drift off into a semi-sleep and dream of skiing at Wilderness and of white Christmases in New Hampshireand then awaken to his agonizing reality.


It never snows in Mogadishu.


DREAMS OF FLYING

 
Durant’s father was a sergeant in the N.H. National Guard and Mike always respected the military. After a pilot named Joe Brigham took Durant for a flight over Mt. Washington, Mike dreamed of becoming an army pilot. He enlisted after graduating from Berlin High School in 1979. He survived basic training and follow-on schools and eventually flight school. After earning his wings he was assigned to the 101st Airborne Division at Fort Campbell, Kentucky and soon qualified for The United States Army’s elite 160th Special Operations Aviation Regiment (Airborne), also known as the Night Stalkers. Durant’s career took him to Korea, Panama, and the Persian Gulf for Operation Desert Storm.


During that 1991conflict Durant flew missions deep into Iraq, looking for SCUD missiles, eventually finding a site and firing it up. He also experienced the pain of losing comrades.


“Flying in combat can be an adventure,” recalled Durant. “But when you lose people it brings you back to reality and you remember how so many people pay the ultimate price in war.”

 
SURVIVAL


Durant’s best-selling 2003 book “In the Company of Heroes” provided material for this story. It chronicles his Somali ordeal.


“October 9, 1993. On my seventh day as a prisoner of war, I found religion …. Literally …” 


Durant’s captors allowed a “Care Package” to be delivered to him and among its items was a Bible. Not only did Durant draw inspiration from certain passages, but he wrote coded notes in special places, thinking that his captors would let him keep the Holy Book when he was released and the notes might prove invaluable in piecing things together later on.


Negotiations continued while Durant lay a prisoner and American officials conveyed to Aideed’s people that very, very, very bad things would happen to all of them if Durant didn’t survive. Finally, on October 14, with the help of the International Red Cross, the Granite Stater and his Bible were placed on a stretcher and transported to an exchange point where he was reunited with his countrymen.


Mike Durant had escaped from hell.


A HUMANITARIAN MISSION

 
American involvement in Somalia came about during the last days of the Bush Administration, in December of 1992. The country had descended into lawless chaos, which combined with famine meant that tens of thousands were dying of starvation. Because competing warlords were preventing food and humanitarian assistance from getting to the starving people, American military forces embarked upon Operation Restore Hope to secure food distribution points and routes. The mission evolved during 1993, as forces from the U.S. and elsewhere were inevitably drawn into the internecine fighting. The Clinton administration significantly increased the American military presence in Somalia and eventually the Americans were seen as opponents to Aideed, the most prominent warlord. Food distribution was threatened and both sides took casualties. Eventually a major mission was planned for October 3 to capture Aideed and his top lieutenants. While many of the targeted individuals were indeed captured, the mission was disrupted when a Black Hawk helicopter was shot down by a rocket propelled grenade. Later, Durant’s helicopter was also shot down. The battle resulted in 18 American deaths, with 80 wounded. Estimates of Somali casualties range from 1,500 to 3,000.
 

BACK TO AMERICA

 
Given the severity of his wounds and injuries, Durant’s rehabilitation took a long time, but he still dreamed of flying again. He was told that the prospect of rejoining the Night Stalkers in a flight status was doubtful, but he persevered. In 1995 he ran the Marine Corps Marathon to prove his fitness and eventually he did again fly Black Hawks.
 

In 2001 Durant retired from the Army and married Lisa desRoches, the widow of a helicopter pilot who was killed on a training mission. The two have worked together to raise six children. They live in Huntsville, Alabama, where Mike runs his own company, Pinnacle Solutions, an engineering and training services business that develops flight simulators and the like. Durant received the "2013 Vetrepreneur Award" for his company’s efforts on behalf of veterans. Pinnacle Solutions has grown steadily and now employs 81 people.


During an October 29th interview, Durant explained that the events from October of 1993 are always with him. He speaks candidly about American policies and policy-makers.


“Looking back, I wish that the Clinton administration would have been more responsive to the requests they received from the leaders on the ground in Somalia,” said Durant. “Three things in particular would have made us more successful. An aircraft carrier would have been a huge plus. As it was, we were sleeping 50 yards from the bad guys on the ground. Requested AC-130 gunships would have come in handy on Oct. 3 and 4. And leaders on the ground requested we have tanks and armored vehicles which were never deliveredwhich is why we suffered so many casualties.”


Secretary of Defense Les Aspin took the fall. He resigned in December of 1993 and died in 1995.


“I met Secretary Aspin at a memorial ceremony at Fort Bragg,” said Durant. “He could see the consequences of his decision-making on the faces of the families there. I think it contributed to his death.”


Meeting the families of Gary Gordon and Randy Shughart was especially poignant for Durant. The two soldiers were Delta Force operators who jumped from a helicopter to try to protect Durant and the crash site. Both were killed and each received the Congressional Medal of Honor.

 
“When I first saw Gary and Randy I thought I’d been saved,” recalled Durant. It was the greatest feeling. Then I realized it was only those two, against hundreds of Somalis. They never had a chance.”


Durant treasures a letter he received from Randy’s widow, Stephanie, which thanked him for giving Randy’s death a purpose. “I can look at you and see that his efforts were not in vain… Because of your bravery and refusal to be captured, I can sleep at night.”


Durant likens the Somali experience to the Vietnam experience, in that American forces were hamstrung by politics. He added that he has been asked repeatedly about the 2012 Benghazi fiasco where four Americans died in Libya.

 
“Benghazi was like Somalia in that our people didn’t get the support they deserved and they paid for it with their lives.”


Naturally, Durant has seen Ridley Scott’s movie “Black Hawk Down.”  Actor Ron Eldard played Durant in the movie.


“Ron seemed like a good guy,” recalled Durant, who met many cast members. “Although he really didn’t look, talk, or act like me. They mostly seemed like good guys, although Jeremy Piven was an ass.”


Piven played Cliff Wolcott, the pilot of the first Black Hawk shot down.

 

TODAY
 

Today Mike and Lisa Durant live in Huntsville. Three of their six children still live at home. The youngest, Michael, is an ice hockey player.


In Alabama?


“Yep,” said Durant. “We have ice in Alabama. And Michael’s on a travel team, decisively engaged in ice hockey operations. The problem is that the trips can be long ones. Like a 7 ½ hour drive to Columbus, Ohio.”


Durant often thinks of New Hampshire and savors his visits “home.”
 

“Of course I was excited to see the Red Sox in the World Series,” said Durant. “But it broke my heart to hear that Wilderness Ski Area closed.”


Durant was in the Granite State last winter to play in the Concord Black Ice Pond Hockey Tournament at White’s Park.


How did he do?


“Well, I’m proud to say that my team was the ‘Over-40 B-Division’ champs,” said Durant.

 
You can take the man out of Hockey-Town, but you can’t take Hockey-Town out of the man!