From the end of the Earth to the World Cup final — the audacity of the Kiwi

I am writing this from a hospital waiting room where the wi-fi is aggressive, the coffee is optimistic, and my father is currently having his knee surgically improved against his will. The last part is not entirely accurate; he consented to the surgery. It is the recuperation he is resisting, with the focused, creative energy of a man who has decided that the medical profession, for all its centuries of accumulated knowledge, has fundamentally misunderstood his particular knee. He will not do...

By none@none.com (Junaid Aziz)