Cairo's Champions

I’ve witnessed many potential heroes here in Cairo. Some carry things on their heads, others serve heavily-sugared drinks at 4 AM, while some have a rocket-propelled arm. Whatever their extraordinary talent happens to be, these suitors are vying to be my hero…little do they know, of course.

But maybe it’s unfair to stop at one. As far as I’m concerned, anyone that does something on a regular basis that I would be either a)afraid or b)incapable of doing is a hero. If a millions came out to watch a guy carry something on his head from point A to point B, he’d be the one making money hand-over-fist…not those guys putting a ball in a hoop or a puck in the net.

The best part about these people is that they’re humble in what they do. There’s no trash talk, multi-million dollar endorsement deals, holdouts, agents, or hissy fits. They just get it done, day after day. No matter where you come from, you have to respect that. If you don’t, you’ve never worked a day in your life.

This is why I’ve decided to introduce a new blogment. I tried stealing from the alliterative genius of “Razor Ramblings” and “Tiffin Talk,” but all I could get was “Cairo’s Champions.” Regardless, these people are the true reason why Cairo functions. They are the heart and soul of the city. And they deserve to be given respect.

Starting Sunday and continuing for an indeterminate amount of time, you can read “Cairo’s Champions” while considering career options. Perhaps you’ll stumble across something you never thought of doing.