Monday, August 26, 2013

The Day Senior ‘Terror’ let Odadees down

The Day Senior ‘Terror’ let Odadees down
The mid 1970s saw an influx of Chinese movies which produced an intense interest by the youth in martial arts like Karate, Taekwondo and Shotokan  as primarily, a from a self defense and as a sport. Those were the days of films like Na Cha The Great; Exit the Dragon, Enter the Tiger; Five Shaolin Masters and 18 Shaolin Avengers. In those days, you cut your teeth as having arrived by watching these films at Opera; the popular Tw3 (12 noon shows) Orion, Royal, Rex cinemas etc. It was thus not surprising that when the sport hit Presec campus, many Odadees embraced it and dreamt of having black belts etc in the sport. One senior who dedicated himself and devoted time for mastering this art was senior Terror. His macho body and biceps were ample testimony to his constant training. It was a delight to see him in training as he displayed unparalleled mastery with the nunchuck weapon [two short sticks joined by a metal chain]. All Odadees were overjoyed at the sight of this strong man; a combination of Hercules and the biblical Goliath. We all knew that in case of any incident, Senior Terror will defend Presec with the last drop of his blood. Subsequent events however proved we were either mistaken or our ‘savior’ was highly overrated.
The Inter Schools Athletic Competition is an event where rivalries are renewed and bragging rights confirmed. It was in this atmosphere of high stakes that the schools gathered at El Wak Stadium that fateful Friday in spring of 1978. The same Inter-Co provided an avenue for schools to debase others through songs or simply cause mischief as they even battled for athletics supremacy. West African Secondary School (WASS) was our noted rival. The animosity between WASS and Presec runs deep and bottles of ink will be needed to recount earlier incidents between the two schools. Whether by design or accident, we had Accra Girls students sitting between Presec and WASS in the stands. Soon the competition was underway and Odadees cheered their athletes on with songs and slogans like ‘ I know Presec is a mighty school’; ‘pananaananana  pusher pusher’ , ‘Afutse eee afutse’, ‘Saturday morning I went to …. I found out something on my bed. On my bed, on my bed’. These songs soon gave way to debasing songs about WASS. The ‘Jama’ was simply infectious.
Mischievous as students are, an Odadee threw an orange peel at the WASS students who responded in kind and before one could say jack, all sorts of missiles were flying dangerously as we decked for cover. It was when the WASS students begun pummeling us into submission that we remembered and spotted Senior Terror sitting in the stands. Like kittens crying to be rescued, we yelled in unison: “Terror do something before you die; Terror do something before you die; Terror do something before you die”. But sadly our supposed rescuer was a DOA [Dead on Arrival]. When Senior Terror saw the mean face Nima thugs that accompanied the WASS students, he ‘conveniently’ forgot all the karate skills, did an acrobatic somersault and vamoosed into thin air as if abducted by aliens from space. He will resurface at the 37 Military Hospital bus station waiting for trotro to Legon. Incredible and shocking to put it mildly. Houdini is the greatest magician of all time noted for his escape acts but Senior Terror in saving his skin, rivaled him that day. With our war general on the run, WASS students  had a walk over  and scattered us in the process; many Odadees running to safety at the Shell gas station behind the El Wak stadium to regroup.
The invincibility and myth surrounding Senior Terror in Presec was broken for good. We had placed our hopes in an immortalized human who unknown to us, also had blood coursing down his veins. Self-preservation is the first law of nature. [primamque ex natura hanc habere appetitionem , ut conservemus nosmet ipsos]. Fear and anticipated pain had forced Terror to abandon his Odadee brothers to save himself from harm. Never put your FATE and FAITH in any man.

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