Two weeks in New York City

Two middle-class white English guys in the Bronx. No this is not the start of a joke but my reality for the last two weeks – and what a fortnight it was!

I could write a thesis on the trip on how much I loved the Big Apple but this is a blog so I will keep it short and sweet and if you wish for any particular details please do drop me an email.

First question then: why were myself and my housemate from London in The Bronx? A

A familiar face spotted at Times Square.

valid question as when most people think New York, they think Times Square, The Statue of Liberty, Yankee Stadium and the seemingly ever-present yellow cabs. You will find none of these where we were living.

I must apoligise for the more America savvy amongst you but for those who fall under the former category of ignorance as I did, these lovely touristy things are only in the borough of Manhattan.

New York is made up of four other lesser-known boroughs (outside of the hip-hop and Ross Kemp gang world) called Queens, Brooklyn, Staten Island and The Bronx.

Whilst Queens, Brooklyn & S.I. are not exactly bathed in wealth like Manhatten, they are sub-urban in appearance with nothing particularly exciting happening.

The Bronx on the other hand could be the ignored, angry and unloved sibling where poverty is clear and depending who you talk to is intended this way to keep America’s wealthy, just that.

A view from the Empire State with the building’s shadow lying over the skyscrapers.

However The Bronx is also home to the very nice Fordham University where a friend of ours from New York attends “School”. I call Fordham very nice despite is surroundings as it is a private university making the most out of cheap land and building fantastic facilities within their walls using the extortionate fees they charge their students.

So it was back to the college lifestyle in the spacious apartment our 4 new roommates lived in. Revisiting the hedonistic lifestyle of a student (remember, I was at Newcastle…) was fun but took a toll on us both that even at 24, we are no longer able to withstand.

I got a pathetic cold from the constant battering we were taking in the evening after hot and humid days of sightseeing.

So what were my Manhatten highlights?

Broadway

We went to see James Corden’s play One man, Two Guvnorsand it was side-splittingly

An arrogant but fair assessment of “One Man, Two Guvnors”

hilarious. Easily the best $69 (roughly £42) I have ever spent. We knew of its popularity whilst the play was in London and thought it would be the perfect end to a day of sightseeing and we were correct.

There was a very Beatles-esque four-piece band that serve as narrators from time to time, sauntering onto the stage from different parts of the audience and inject some class and order into the chaotic proceedings.

The individual characters are all amazingly well thought out and all occupy a decent portion of the spot-light without ever becoming dull.

As expected Corden is the real star of the show and was so energetic in his performance that back sweat was visible through his waistcoat.

But the real genius of the show is how Corden interacts with the audience and performs off the cusp with their material – giving the impression that each show will be very unique and a one-off experience. Which it was.

With lines such as “I smell like a doctor’s finger” and “love runs through marriage faster than shit through a small dog” it is crude in parts but always in a very light-hearted manner.

I insist that my meager words have not done it nearly enough justice but I urge everyone to go and see the show if in New York, but I hear the new cast in London’s version are still brilliant also.

Yankee Stadium

Getting behind their guys on Friday night at Yankee Stadium

As soon as we had landed and dumped our bags we were off to see what is described as the world’s greatest sporting rivalry: The New York Yankees versus Boston Red Sox baseball.

The atmosphere was like nothing I had ever seen at St. James’ Park or Stanford Bridge. This is mainly due to the fact that it was warm but the crowd was amazing in its relentless, but light-hearted maligning of the opposition players and fans.

The game itself is fairly long (around two-and-a-half hours) and as such off the field exploits such as dancing for crowd cameras are commonplace.

Everywhere you go in New York you see the famous Yankees sign on caps and shirts and as one of the most successful franchises in sports history, it is no wonder why they are so proud.

Rockefeller Centre

Located at the heart of Manhattan It was the largest private building project ever

70 floor up on The Rock. Central park looming into the distance for 8 blocks.

undertaken in modern times.

It consists of 14 buildings including the plaza (which is turned into an ice-rink at Christmas time), an underground concourse, the Radio City Music Hall which houses NBC and the GE building.

The GE building is at the centre of the Rockefeller complex and is a 70-floor, 872 foot building known as “the Rock”. At the top of the Rock there is an observation deck from where beautiful 360-degree views of the city can be seen (see photos).

Central Park

A typical scene in the park with New Yorkers escaping the city with the dramatic skyscraper backdrop.

The famous park served as our sanctuary from the madness of our Bronx party house and the weather was so good that we managed to gain a couple of hours kip there on more than one occasion such is the tranquility of the area.

The park is amazing on several levels. The thing I found most amazing was that whilst you were in the middle of a park big enough to accommodate climbing boulders, baseball parks, lakes, a zoo and the Metropolitan Museum, the dramatic NYC skyline forever surrounded you with all its skyscrapers.

You will gain a rough impression of the park from the photos but in reality it is a magical place full of horse carriages, roller bladders, and straight-up chillers.

Considering how expensive real estate is in Manhattan it is a testament to the city that it has remained at its current size and is an amazing feet of time and maintenance.

Statue of Liberty, Ground Zero and Empire State Building

I bunch the last three things together mainly as they are the one people tend to know most

The Statue with it’s copper-turned-green looking out from her city

about and I am trying to keep it brief.

The statue included a fun ferry ride to the aptly named Liberty Island from where headphones and a cassette with a guided tour take you around the big statue.

The history behind it are impressive and can be easily Googled but you do get a certain sense of awe when you think back to how the immigrants arriving on ships after treacherous journeys would have felt after seeing the statue that signaled their arrival in the land of the free.

Ground Zero is the place the Twin Towers stood before they fell victim to the tragic events

Inscriptions of those lost in the terrorist attacks of 9-11

of 9-11. We were lucky enough to receive a guided tour from a policeman our host’s father knew and he had some great personal stories of the events that would change America forever.

The two huge fountains that stand where the towers did are surrounded by trees and knew building work signaling regeneration. The fountains themselves have the names of all of those that died in those days inscribed around them, organised by flight and department of their employment.

It was a humbling experience and again, one that should not be missed.

The Empire State building hosted an impressive viewing deck from it’s 1, 454 ft top. It was

A “bird’s eye view” from the Empire State

the world’s tallest building until the World Trade Centre took over in 1972. However I personally enjoyed the view from Rockefeller more as you gained a better view of Central Park.

Manhattan – or “touristy” New York!

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Technology in Football

As mentioned in the previous post, my coursework partner Will Roe and I have produced a 7 minute documentary on technology in football. The documentary project is essentially what qualifies the Masters element of the course (as opposed to a post-grad diploma).

It took about three months to research, interview, script, panic that our interviewees were dropping out, gain statements from companies and finally edit. However this three month deadline was a particularly hectic period as we had two exams and an online project to complete in the same period. There were trials and tribulations we had to find a way around but managed it (and somehow are still talking as well!). Happily our tutors seem to have taken to our idea and even awarded us the top mark in the year which was particularly pleasing considering how worried we felt after watching the other groups’ work!

The hardest (and in some ways the most valuable) part of the whole project was learning that this was not an exercise in perfection. The idea was to get as good an interviewee as possible and complete the project in the time-frame given – much as one would for a professional production company. Given a few more months both Will and I agree that we may have been able to persuade a few more “big names” to lend their views and faces for our doc. – but this is not the point. In the relatively small time frame given we have achieved some terriffic interviews and much thanks must go to Brad Barritt, Jeff Winter, Matt Porsz, Marc Bircham and Tim Long – who have all given us their time and added credibility to the piece through their invaluable and interesting interviews.

So, I feel a few years older, Will’s hair has gone slightly greyer but here it is: the finished project. It has been a fascinating experience and something I will always look back upon with pride. We hope you enjoy watching it as much as we did making it!

Myself and Will – perhaps the cheesiest photo of all time but seemed appropriate!

                     

             CLICK HERE TO WATCH

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The Sport Review

Documentary, exams, radio production fortnight…. done. One week only remains of the MA Broadcast Journalism course at City University for 2011-12 and the end brings with it on one hand, a sense of closure and pride; and on the other hand… shear panic at the thought of finding a job and negotiating “the real world”.

Fortunately I have the Wimbledon Tennis Championships to look forward to (where I will be occupying my usual gig as an Evian water boy of course) and then working for Al Jazeera Sport at the Olympics, which will be a fantastic experience. However after that: who knows. To that end, I thought I would take the impending “free” time I MAY find becoming more frequent through honing my writing skills and inflicting some of my rugby knowledge/philosophies upon the world. Through Twitter I got in contact with some ex-City journalists who run a great blog called The Sport Review. The site has a wide range of sports they cover and after initially impressing with some of my profound writings (they MIGHT have been short of a rugby guy) I write fairly regularly for them and love it.

So without further ado, click on the link below to see the first article I wrote for them about England’s chances in the upcoming Test match against South Africa in Durban. Hope you enjoy, it’s going to be a heck of a game.

 

South Africa V England Preview for The Sport Review

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Ardor V Assets – a European rugby analysis

Greetings from a cold Islington living room! Yes, I know it’s Easter and it’s Britain and as such my expectations should be more realistic – but I am still bitter in mood as I slap on another layer of AfterSun. I have been sailing in Turkey and Greece for the past 5 days with some friends and it all went rather quickly (blog on that to follow). So what better way to procrastinate over doing my hideous workload that’s built up with a good old rugby round up.

Before leaving I meant to post a review of the 6 nations including my team of the tournament. Alas, I forgot my unfinished draft and like the milk I also forgot about before leaving, it’s past it’s sell by date. So I have decided to do a wee analysis of the brilliant Heineken Cup we’ve been having this year and why I feel it has been so good.

Saracens, the last English team in the competition were unceremonialsy dumped out (at home) at the hands of the slick, mercliess Clermont Auvergne. They were simply too good and bullied the Fez Heads. This drumming at home for Sarries lead to head coach Mark McCall not giving the French their dues but instead used the salary cap to explain his side’s short-comings. For those that do not know, English Premiership teams have to operate on a budget of £4m, which includes all the player’s salaries (as an interesting side-note that makes Fernando Torres of Chelsea – a £50m buy last year – more expensive than the whole of the rugby premiership: crazy). This is in the hope that competition is maintained throughout the league and that no-one can “do a Manchester City”. In stark contrast, their French counterparts operate on a much larger salary “cap” (which is effectively non-existent) and can subsequently afford a greater roster of players; so important when teams are forced to stretch their resources across domestic leagues and European cups. I think Stade Francais spend in excess of €20m on their team per annum.

The problem for McCall is I feel he has shot himself in the foot here. Whilst I do agree that Clement did have, and only just, a better team on paper than Saracens with perhaps more depth for their quater-final clash – this greater salary cap seemed to count for nothing in the other quater finals. And as such 3/4 teams now in the semi finals operate on a similar budget to Sarries after overcoming much bigger French teams (usually physically as well as fiscally) in their own quarter-finals.

Edinburgh produced the most significant result as they humbled the mighty Toulouse (who have a full line of internationals on their bench) at Murrayfield. The importance of this victory cannot be underestimated. Firstly, for the neutral, it was great to see a team prove that money does not always overcome raw passion and Goliath was most definitely defeated by David. Secondly, it was great for Scottish rugby as a big crowd turned out to buck the trend of ever-dwindling match-goers North 0f the border. Edinburgh have become the first Scottish team to reach the European Cup’s  semi-finals and fully deserve their moment in the Sun (hopefully they won’t have to deal with withdrawal symptoms as quickly as I am).

At the other end of the competition it’s an all-Irish affair as Leinster take on Ulster. These teams typically do have slightly bigger budgets than the English teams but still no where near those of the French.

In conclusion, it’s great to see Scottish rugby with something to cheer about whilst an important victory was also won for ardor against assets. Allez les noirs!

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Midnight Tango

Last week it was my mother’s 60th. Now in life you get two sorts of 60th Birthday people: those who see the big day as an excuse to get intoxicated – usually in a marquee of some description – and enjoy one of life’s ever decreasing opportunities to act like a student. The second person is more refined, generally enjoys the finer things in life and as such, usually has less headaches for some reason. Mum is the latter and as such it was off to the Aldwych theatre to see Midnight Tango. I broke the news to mother, father and sister over dinner before hand that I had forgotten we were seeing a dancing show and “at least the dinner was good”. This was followed by a scowl from my mother and a kick from my father – I suffer from a distinct lack of comic timing.

For those that go out on Saturday nights and are blissfully unaware of what adorns the TV screen at home, Midnight Tango is a love story told through the Argentinian Tango with two of Strictly Ballroom’s main professional dancers as the main characters. You may be forgiven at this point for starting to take my dinner-humour with a pinch of sympathy but truth be told, it’s one of the best evening’s entertainment young or old could ever wish for. It is a light-hearted love story, that bounces along nicely with a mixture of humour, variation of tempo and of course supreme athletic ability (the Argentinian tango is a very energetic dance with lots of legs flying about and tricky lifts – both of which the Saturday-night in crowd would be able to tell you the technical names of). It is for this reason that the show, perfect in length, is simply impossible to not enjoy immensely.

Outside of the dancing the production is also superb (my broadcasting senses are clearly starting to kick in). The dancing all took place in a colourful, charismatic, run-down typically Argentinean bar. As tragic a comment as it sounds it really did feel like I could have been in Buenos Aires – something I noted with my sister who like me has been lucky enough to visit the amazing city.

So there you go, a really different and superb evening out and perfect for any family trip or birthday that you may have coming up. The taste you will get of the energy and vibrancy of the show from the clip below coupled with my witterings do not match to seeing it in the flesh. From the sweat of the dancers to the “oos” and “ahhs” of wonderment from the crowd as another woman gets thrown 10 feet high (including an elderly couple dancing on top of the bar at one stage!).

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Persistence

It has been a while since my last post – apologies. A few observations have come to light for me in the past few weeks and I have been meaning to write something about them. Thing is, with assessed radio and TV news production days at university and a couple of Al Jazeera interviews in the middle, I’ve been kept relatively honest on the work front and have not had time to stop and think really. However the perfect opportunity has presented itself to “write the wrongs” (apologies, couldn’t resist the pun!) and get some literature up. I have been pretty much bed-stricken for the last 35 hours with a nasty virus (perfect – the one weekend with no 6 nations rugby to watch on TV!) and am almost completely recovered now – so here goes.

A friend on my course at university shares a few similar interests to me outside of the course and we often sound-out our new sporting theories / general life complaints to each other and then debate the pernickety details for the next few lectures. On this particular occasion I would like to talk about the ability of professional sportsmen and women to achieve the top accolades of their respective fields with a change of mindset or preparation. As I mentioned previously there are a few issues I would like to breathe some life into so I’ll be mentioning the fascinating notion of “form” as a side-note.

This friend lent me a book called Bounce, by Matthew Syed. I’m about half way through and in a sentence it discusses the idea that we could all be the best at what we do and innate ability should not hold us back. He lent me the book on the back of one of my favourite debates about the stuttering highs and lows of Andy Murray’s tennis career.

The man has an inability to perform on the biggest stage – the slams. His fans at this point will point out that he has beaten the big guys (the top 3); but the likes of Nadal, Federer and Djokavic have an ability to go up a gear for the bigger tournaments and produce their best tennis. Are they just better players? Probably not as Murray, I believe, is a superb player with a mental weakness.

Persistence for me is the key. Syed’s book is fairly sensationalist and as such has its detractors and even I don’t agree with everything I read but I can see some of the logic. He believes that with persistence and hard work, within reason, anyone could become the best at anything (inside or outside sport) – it’s just your mental state that gets in the way (anyone at the men’s Australian tennis Open in 2010 & 2011 may agree as an inform Murray was presented two glorious chances to break his duck and failed to win a set in either final).

To make a comparison across sports – look at Owen Hargreves and Michael Owen in football: I take my hat off to both. With seemingly defunct careers their persistence and hard work enabled them to achieve the unfathomable and gain contracts with the biggest clubs in English football in the respective points in their career. Hargreves achieved this with Manchester City through posting YouTube videos ( of undertaking gruelling fitness tests unscathed and Owen signed on for Manchester United after sending out a prospectus of his records and talents to all Premier League clubs. Neither contract has bore much fruition, but the point is they worked their way “back from the dead” and into contention.

The list of other sportspeople that have achieved similar feats is endless – Sally Gunnell and Novak Djokovic were both “top contenders” in their sports due to their natural talents. Some dietary adjustments gave them both devastating results and were both (and Novak still is) unbeatable.

So in my quest to gain the job of my dreams in sports broadcasting maybe I can take something from Syed’s theory of persistence and not letting equivalent barriers (I see natural sporting talent translated into a journalist’s contact list – of which mine is miniscule!) get in the way of hard work and the big P.

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Magpies (NUFC) Up and Flying

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The other night I had the pleasure of watching a resurgent Newcastle United team register a 3-0 thrashing of high-flying Manchester United in the Premier League. It was highly convincing.

As much as I would like to, I’m not going to sit here and gloat as something of a Newcaslte fan after spending three years there. No, the purpose of this post is to do something much rarer. Strangely, I’m starting to believe that controversial cockney owner and much-maligned Mike Ashley – could actually know what he is doing.

Let’s look at the stats, he sold all his experienced and fan-favourite players after romping to a Championship title, bought in a bunch of French (speaking at least) youngsters at minimal cost (and in some cases none at all e.g. joint league top scorer at the time of writing Demba Ba, pictured). He subsequently chased out popular and successeful coach Chris Houghton – not to mention the Andy Carroll business (turning out incidentally to be avery shrewd transaction) – and has somehow managed to come out the end of it in a far stronger position than before. This is not physics.

On top of that it was the perfect evening for the Toon as they were celebrating a new deal with Richard Branson’s Virgin Money worth a reported £4 million-a-year for three years – with the players shirts donning the entrepreneur’s latest venture. What Ashley might, note might, have done is make a Premier League club almost self-sufficient in an age dominated by clubs where extortionate debts are ubiquitous.

Not get ahead of ourselves, this may be a massive coincidence and the Angel of the North may be watching over her Newcastle (and Sunderland for that matter?!) for the moment. However, if Ashley continues to plough his accumen that has seen him be very successful outside of football into NUFC – the Geordies may, just may be back for good. Something that is long-overdue and much deserving of their loyal band of fans.

The Chinese recon it’s the year of the Dragon – I reckon 2012 may be the year of another flying colossus: the magpie.

Out of interest there is a football finance blog I follow called The Swiss Ramble. It is fantastic journalism and to see a link of their piece on a break down of and reasons for Newcastle’s profit (and losses whilst in the Championship) click here.

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Sympathy for the Devil (an introduction)

Please allow me to introduce myself. Picture the scene. I’m at my family home in Surrey for the weekend and thinking of  a witty first blog title designed to entice an online audience towards my thoughts and insights. On comes the Rolling Stones from the next room (think Dad is having a mid-life crisis as he nears his retirement from the City) with the words “please allow me to introduce myself”. And bang, the opening line of Sympathy for the Devil has become that of ADB. It is hopefully the start of a fruitful relationship that will gain popularity for both parties….

Back in reality, this blog will give you an insight into my primal interests of all things sporting, will have things to do with the media and more than likely some forays into traveling and other random snippets of humour. As opposed to Mick Jagger’s thought-provoking lyrics into the dark side of man, this blog will hopefully be light-hearted and maybe encourage debate.

I am currently on Christmas break from City University London (where I study for a MA Broadcast journalism degree) as I continue to pursue a career in the media. As such, this blogging business has been a long time coming. I co-founded and edit a blog on PCSOs (http://onthebeat101.wordpress.com/) as part of my course and thought it was time I create something slightly more personal to me. This would allow me to demonstrate my interests as well as hopefully providing some virtual air-time for work I produce at City, from audio sound-bites to video packages.

The second line of our song reads, “I am a man of wealth and taste”. Well, I can’t say the song entirely lends itself to my current situation in life (and maybe for a while thanks to recent onslaughts to our profession in the media coupled with tuition fees!) but hopefully you will find some enjoyment as I share with you my tastes in life.

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