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    GoodOrient has evolved back from 1998 as a hobbyist Asian theme webstore to what is now one of the leading fully-fledged Asian Specialty E-stores in the world. Proud to say, we are undeniably the earliest pioneers who first brought about the greatest range of delightful Eastern wares onto the Internet. With fanciful selections of traditional and modern Asian-inspired apparel, exotic home decor as well as unique gifts and souvenirs, we have gradually become the one-stop shop for those who aspire to bring home something a little different. Having served thousands of online customers from every corner of the globe,we can truly say that our vast experience in selling Asian specialty goods as well as meeting our customer expectations is second to none.Our website offers an exciting range of Oriental apparel, accessories and home accents from countries around Asia, especially China. Our specialty lies in distinctive Eastern-style apparel with a strong historical influence such as the "Cheongsam", "Qipaos" or "Long Dress" worn by women of royal status back in the Manchu era and has gained popularity even up till today. However, times have changed and so will styles of cheongsam and the way it is worn. Nowadays, many of our qipaos are infused with a twist of western modernity whilst maintaining its ethnic charm, thus giving birth to the term "Asian-Inspired". Since 1998, GoodOrient has been centre of the movement to bring stylish qipao garments with a modern twist onto the Internet. Our clothing designs are constantly innovated according to latest.

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    The Author spent most of her childhood and young adult years struggling with her health. She battled severe allergies, asthma, spastic colon and irritable bowel syndrome (IBS) for as long as she could remember. She grew up sickly, weak and defeated. She was told not to over exert myself, take my medicines regularly and make the best of it.

    
    At times She wasn’t allowed to play outside, for fear of her allergies and asthma “getting stirred up”. Needless to say, sports were out of the question. During her high school and college years she was in and out of the emergency room with complications from a spastic colon, irritable bowel syndrome and poor diet.

     

    She married her high school sweetheart Barry (a musician) when she was 20 and the roller coaster began. They moved from their small town of Evansville, Indiana to Dallas, Texas. Three years later they moved to Los Angeles. Let us spare you the “Jerry Springer details” but all that life on the road took its toll.

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• Kobe! No it's Brown! No it's Kobe! No it's Brown! No it's Stanley Matthews!

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    “Gotta be somebody real old, like maybe Jim Brown. You know, way back when.”
    
    “I think you have to go back further than that. Back when guys were natural athletes, before all these weight programs, and drug stuff. Jim Thorpe, Bobby Jones, guys that did it on their own. Ever heard of "The Manassa Mauler?"
    
    The dealer had finished shuffling and dealt, dealing me two Jacks. I was the first to bet and since I was uncomfortable leading out with a pair of Jacks, I bet only $5 to get the betting started, hoping to hit a set, three Jacks on the flop. Everyone around the table called.
    
    The dealer dealt the Flop, three cards on the table. Damn, no Jack. It came 7 of clubs, 8 of hearts, 6 of spades.
    
    “I think it's Lance Armstrong,” said the man next to me. “You know how tough it can be to bike ride through the alps, all those mountains. Takes a real athlete. I know bike riding. Plus he was fighting cancer.”
    
    The dealer looked at me. The two ahead of me had checked. So I checked to see how the others would bet. Somebody might already have a straight.
    
    “How about Babe Ruth,” said a man in a cowboy hat. “He was not only a good batter, but he could pitch. Offense and Defense.”
    
    Kid with his Angel cap on backwards, “Kobe's the best, can take LeBron, Carmelo too, both I think. Kobe's a better shooter. Last sec, all net! Whoosh!”
    
    “This is the best American athlete of all time, son,” said a man in a suit. “You gotta go way back to Jim Thorpe, you want the best, Olympic medalist in BOTH decathlon and pentathlon, pro-football player, pro-baseball, pro-basketball.
    
    Kid with his cap on backwards looked confused.
    
    A young lady in seat 5 said, after checking, “How about Wilma Rudolph, Bonnie Blair, Jackie Joyner-Kersee, Jenny Thompson, and Mia Hamm. Women are athletes too, you know. My vote goes to Rudolph, by the way.” She stared sternly around the table.
    
    “Jim Thorpe, I guess, but you gotta look at what Jim Brown did. All-American in two sports, Football and Lacrosse. Competition was a lot tougher for Jim Brown the it was for Thorpe.”
    
    “Bobby Orr, was pretty good on the ice,” said a man in a thick sweater. “He changed the face of hockey, drafted at the age of 14.”
    
    Man in dark glasses at the far end of the table. “Bob Mathias was good too. Two time Gold medal in the decathlon. That's a true test for an athlete, the decathlon. Plus he was All-American running back at Stanford.”
    
    “Remember the Rumble in the Jungle? Comes to raw sports, it's boxing, and the best was Ali. He'd be good at anything he did. He was the original rapper, by the way. 'Float like a butterfly, Sting like a bee.'”
    
    “Muhammad Ali was not only a boxer but part of American history. Like Joe Lewis. More than boxing. He was a major part of a time in our history.”
    
    From the young lady, “Babe Zaharias? Chris Evert? Althea Gibson?” Her face was getting a tad red.
    
    Well, everybody checked around, so the pot now was $45 or so. The dealer pealed off the Turn card, the fourth card. It as a 5 of hearts. My two Jacks now looked a lot less attractive. I could lose to one card now. Any 9 would make somebody a straight.
    
    I had to be careful. I wanted to win but I didn't want to lose too much either. So I checked, a weak play. I would just call if someone else bet.
    
    “I like Mike! Jordan was a pure athlete. And a big time gambler is seems on the golf course, a plus in my book.” He laughed.
    
    “The greatest of all time, Jim Brown. He is in 3 Halls of Fame, two times Lacrosse All American. And with the Browns. Supposed to be the best player to ever play lacrosse. That's almost 50 years ago! He STILL looks like he can play.”
    
    A man who was highlighting textbook passages as he played chimed in. “I am definitely thinking it is Michael Phelps. He has to be the most adroit athlete in American history, because who else could have won all those gold medals that he has won.” He adjusted his glasses. “I can only surmise, but will he not win more?”
    
    “Ted Williams, greatest hitter of all and fought in two wars. He'll be back in uniform, once they can fit him with a new body. They'd thaw out his head first...you know.”
    
    “Come on. Baseball players are way overpaid. Three weeks on the DL for a hang nail. Stay above the Mendoza Line, and don't miss practice, you're in the starting line-up. I'll go with Ali. Or Pele, but he wasn't an American.”
    
    “I'm from Boston,” said the man in the sweater. “How about Larry Bird? Not that he was born in Boston...”
    
    The dealer knuckled the table, silence, then dealt the River card, the fifth card. It was a 10 of diamonds.
    
    YIKES! There was a straight now on the board. Everyone had the straight, unless someone had a Jack, LIKE ME, making a higher straight. No possibility of a flush or a full house. So, how could I loose? Only one way. If someone had a Jack and a Queen.
    
    “What about Mary Lou Retton, Sonja Henie, Cheryl Miller?” said the young girl. “And where is Kristine Lilly on your list?” That vein in her neck was sticking WAY out.
    
    “Ali,” said another. “He was fearless in and out of the ring. Still is.”
    
    “I like Bo Jackson,” said a young man wearing a basketball jersey, waving a bottle of beer. “Heisman, and he played in both the All Star Game, and in the Pro Bowl. Seen videos of him on Sports Central. Not many did that. But, I like Kobe too.”
    
    An older gentleman wearing a fedora, looked up. “Show me an athlete, who was more historical than Jesse Owens. Four Gold Medals, with Hitler staring down at him. He tied the world record for the 100 in HIGH SCHOOL! He couldn't go to practice after school because he had to work. Only whites got scholarships back then so he had to work to pay his way. Black only restaurants, and hotels. Crap like that. Man was more than an athlete. It was us against them in Berlin. Jesse was us. Like Schmeling and Lewis.”
    
    “The best athlete has to be the best at more than one sport. Jordan, Tiger Woods, Jim Brown, Phelps, Babe Ruth, Ted Williams. The Best Athlete, has to be Jim Thorpe. Decathlon and pentathlon, football, and baseball.”
    
    The kid with his cap on backwards again had that, 'Who is this Jim Thorpe guy?' look in his eyes.
    
    Then I piped up, “I'm thinking Rocky Balboa? He fought the likes of Apollo Creed, Ivan Drago, and Clubber Lang, was in his prime for over 25 years, overcame a speech problem, a badly cut eye, raw eggs for breakfast, and an over dramatic Burgess Meredith. And, for all I know, he could be working on comeback right now.”
    
    “Stanley Matthews. Look him up. English soccer. SIR Stanley Matthews. Played bloody well 'til he was 55.”
    
    “Billie Jean King, Lynette Woodard, or Emma-Jayne Wilson,” said the young girl. Her face was becoming distorted.
    
    Then the dealer rapped his knuckles, and pointed at me. The five cards were on the table and it was my turn to bet. I had the Jack high straight. I had to bet. The chances I was beat were slim. So I bet $25. Small enough for others to bet who were playing the lower straight on the board. I didn't want anyone to fold.
    
    The three to my left bet. Then an older lady on the far end of the table, woke up out of her coma, and in a loud voice, “I raise,” and pushed in $200, most of what she had.
    
    Silence.
    
    Everyone looked at her, then at the board.
    
    Was she bluffing? Did she also have a Jack? If so, we'd split the pot. I could live with that. Or did she have the Jack Queen, the nut straight, a better straight than mine?
    
    The two players on my right called her raise. I had to bet, I had no choice. But just as I touched my chips, she said. “You know, I think Secretariat was the best American athlete ever.”
    
    I stopped. Where did that come from? That was a good answer. Too good. She had been thinking about an athlete, not about the game. This meant her raise was either a stone cold bluff, or she had a Jack and a Queen, and didn't have to think much about her hand.
    
    I stared at her, and felt her confidence. She looked so relaxed. She could think about athletes, not the game. Plus she was betting most of what she had left. My instincts said fold.
    
    So I folded. It was the best or the worst fold I had ever made.
    
    Turned out to be one of my best.
    
    The pot was close to $1200. She got five callers, and sure enough she showed Jack and Queen of diamonds.
    
    It's been awhile since your Triple Crown, but it seems Secretariat, you're still a winner.
    
    That's my take. Who is America's best Athlete ever? Or is this one of those sports questions that will be argued until the Raiders win another Super Bowl? (Argued forever is what I'm saying).

    CorneliusButterfield.com

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• Michael Vick at the Pearly Gat Michael Vick at the Pearly Gates

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    “Next? Step up please and state you name.”

    “Where am I?”

    “You're at the Pearly Gates. Where'd you think you were?”

    “Well, buzz me in, can't stand out here. All these clouds.”

    “And you are?”

    “Michael Vick. Who'd you think?

    “It's 'whom do you think,' sir. But...let's see.” He flipped pages in a large book. “Michael...Vick... Vee..Vee...Vick...Vick... Oh, here we are. Michael Vick. Oh yes...Mr. Vick.”

    A long haired man in sandals waved. “Hey, Peter,” he said. “Busy at work I see. Dad's called a meeting, half an hour, so I'm taking a walk, getting some fresh air.”

    “Where the HELL am I,” said Vick. “Last thing I remember I was having this dream, I'm getting sacked, tried to run off tackle, hit my head, everything goes crazy...now this?”

    Both men turned and looked at Vick.

    “We don't use the word Hell here, sir,” said Peter. “It's 'That Other Place.'”

    “Cold out here. Come on. Buzz me in.”

    “Not quiet so fast, my friend. It doesn't work quite that way. You're at the Pearly Gates, Mr. Vick”

    “Oh Crap. You're kidding. Pearly Gates? Thought that's what you said. Does that mean...”

    “Let me have a look, Peter.” said the man in the sandals. Together they both read about Mr. Vick in the large Book. Then both stared out at him.

    “So” said Vick. “Must be my time, damn...ah...darn. You going to let me in? I did some good things.”

    And,” said the man in the sandals, “some not so good things the way it looks here in the book.”

    He read further down. “I see you were recently on TV, talking about your past, and how you were sorry about that trouble with the dog fighting. 'The Michael Vick Project,' on BET.”

    Heads down, they both kept reading. “This sure doesn't look good for you Mr. Vick.” said Peter.

    “I said I was sorry, in the documentary.” said Vick. “About those dogs. You gotta give me credit. I thought I was real sincere about it.”

    “Yeah, we watched it up here.” said the man in the sandals. “You blamed your past for the way you treated your dogs."

    “That's what happened. I was brought up in a tough place. I was the victim in all that.”

    “Please, Mr Vick. You know who you're talking to here?”

    “Okay,” said Vick. “That documentary was my agent's idea. Supposed to get my reputation back on track. Eagles looking to probably trade me, maybe to St Louis. They get more money if the fans feel better about me.” He shook his head. "They are also looking at this new kid Sam Bradford. But St Louis needs a pro.” He came up to the gate, and grabbed the bars. "Wish this dog thing had never happened."

    “Do you wish it had never happened,” said Peter. “Or do you wish your cohorts had not informed on you so quickly to the authorities. Ghoulish activities don't you think?”

    Vick rubbed his hands together. “Something about me. I'm a winner, everybody knows that, but once I got into those dogs, I did what I did. I needed winning dogs, that's all.”

    “Well, what about this, Mr. Vick,” said the man in the sandals. “Says here Playgirl Magazine offered you $1 million to pose naked. It would be donated to PETA. That's a way to give back to animals. Take a day or so. What do you think, is that possible? We're talking a million dollars.”

    “That's degrading. Can't I get past this dog business? I screwed up and now I'm paying for it. People telling me it's not my fault anyway. It's where I was brought up.”

    “Poverty is bad, I get that.” said the man in the sandals. “Note to self. Talk again to Dad about living conditions. Something he should work harder on.” He rubbed his forehead. “Anyway, Mr. Vick, you say you're not to blame for any of this?” He looked down at his watch. “Oops, gotta start getting back.”

    “Hey I spent time in Leavenworth. I did my time. Hell...sorry...Heck, the NFL took me back. They must think I'm okay.”

    “Sadly, Greed has corrupted the NFL,” said Peter. “You can still attract fans, so you have some value to them. It's beyond me you still have any fans after all this. The NFL, claiming family values, still accepts you back in uniform. Certainly barbaric, if not evil, things you did to these dogs, Mr. Vick.”

    The man in the sandals put his hand on Peter's shoulder. “Peter, calm yourself now.”

    Peter nodded, then looked out through the bars. “Mr. Vick, others do well playing football, but don't treat God's creatures in such a way. Remorse, Mr. Vick. Do you truly feel bad about what you did? Says here, you drowned and hung your dogs that did not fight well.”

    “I had to have winners. They weren't of any value to me. They were not winners. They had to suffer for it. But, I know that's wrong.” Vick looked down, and took a deep breath. “I just have to stay away from dogs, I guess."

    Peter looked back at the book. “You were penalized, by being imprisoned and fined. But the fine was very small. It didn't even cover the rehabilitation of your own dogs, did it?"

    “I did what my lawyers told me. That was the deal. I did hard time for killing some dogs. Other guys getting probation for doing all kinds of things. Now I got to get back to living my life. Lost a huge contract, too. Millions.”

    “Much has to be done in your life.” said the man in the sandals. “This episode in your life will forever haunt you.”

    Peter looked over at the man in the sandals. “ Why does this man continue to get press? His documentary was co-produced by his own production company, letting him share only what he wanted to share. Of course, this impacted his life. What about the innocent dogs tortured and killed. What about...”

    “Peter. Peter. Peter.” said the man in the sandals. “Look at the bottom of the page.”

    “Yes, I know.” said Peter. Then he looked through the gate at Vick, “Well, Mr. Vick, this is you lucky day. Seems it is not your time yet. You're getting a second chance.”

    The man in the sandals raised his hand. “Mr. Vick. I'm a person that gives a lot of second chances. Some times I think too many. But, it's not your time. You've suffered a concussion in your dream. Give it about fifteen minutes, you'll wake up, and this will be like...well, a dream."

    “So, what do you think I should do? I don't want to go to...that other place? Make me a list or something. You guys know.”

    “Hey Peter, “ said the man in the sandals. “Gotta go. Late for the meeting. Got a few things to talk about. Greed's been the main topic for some time now. Maybe we'll get talking about Cruelty. We really have to get down with that. And Poverty too." He waved as he left.

    “A list,” said Vick. “Something I can do, so I don't have to go through this again. Guys, you can't just leave me. Should I confess everything? Pose for those PETA people? Adopt some smaller dogs, ones that don't fight, that'll look good, right?”

    “Look to your conscience, Mr. Vick," said Peter. "Just look to your conscience. Next...”

    That's my take. What do you think? How 'law abiding,' should a pro athlete be? After time spent is all forgiven?

    CorneliusButterfield.com

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• "Mr. Woods...We're Not Finishe "Mr. Woods...We're Not Finished

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    “Hey, Mark, 'sup?” said Tiger. "What's going on. Thought we were having lunch.”

    Mark opened the door. Four men in suits sat at a large conference table.

    Tiger stood there. “This can't be good. Talk to me Mark.”

    “It's time, Tiger.”

    “What?” His shoulders dropped. “Who are these people?”

    They stood up. “It's the only way,” said Mark. “Don't worry, everything has been taken care of. Here, let me make the introductions. Mr. Nike, Mr Buick, Mr Gillette, and Mr. Electronic Arts."

    They stood, all shook hands with Tiger and sat back down.

    Tiger sat facing the four, next to Mark, his agent.

    Mr. Nike began. “Tiger, thanks for coming.” He glanced around. “Guess I'll start. We are here for the millions of fans you have worldwide, so, well, we thought it was time. Golf has not been the same without you. Viewership is way down. It's time you started playing again.”

    “Everyday you're not on that leader board,” said Mr Buick, “our return on investment suffers. That's why we are here, Mr Woods.”

    “A ghoulish man like Michael Vick has returned.” said Mr. Electronic Arts. “With him our cost per unit sold was way beyond our initial calculations. His presence on the field became mandatory. His prison time really cost us.”

    “I thought a meeting like this would be good,” said Mark, touching Tiger's arm. “So there will be no surprises.”

    “But,” said Tiger, “I'm okay. I'll be playing again...soon. No need for a meeting.”

    “Just so there's no misunderstandings, Mr Woods,” said Mr Buick. “We have loans to pay, and shareholders to satisfy. We have money to make and it's not happening with you in seclusion. We need you back winning tournaments.”

    They all nodded.

    Tiger then noticed another man at the far end of the table. He was a large man, wearing a brown suit, tight around his muscular arms. He had a dark tattoo creeping out from under his collar. He sat quietly, picking at his thumbnail.

    “Now,” said Mr Buick. “I haven't checked closely, but with this layoff of yours, almost three months, I'm told it could be a violation of your contract with us. I don't think you want your relationship with us to change, now do you?"

    Tiger,” said Mr Gillette, raising his hand. “We've come up with a plan. It's a good plan, that we can all live with. Solves all of our problems, nicely I think. A public apology.”

    Tiger blinked. “I'm coming back, guys,” he said, “one of these days soon, but...not right now. I'm in rehab, so that'll take time. Everything else is private between me and my wife Elin, and the kids. I'll work this out on my own. No need for any...plan.”

    “Please,” said Mr. Nike. “Let us explain. Then you can speak.”

    “What?” said Tiger. He turned toward Mark. “Do these guys know who you're talking to? I'm the one that's out there doing all the work.” He looked back. “I've made you guys plenty. I'm the one...”

    “Look, Mr. Woods,” said Mr Gillette. “I'm sure you want to be liked by your fans. Don't you?”

    “Of course. I am liked by my fans.” said Tiger. He leaned over the table. “And I'll do it my way. They don't need to hear about my private life. No way. I'll handle this.”

    The large man in the brown suit sighed and looked at his watch.

    “Others in the public eye have faced similar problems,” said Mr Electronic Arts. “Clinton, Kobe, Rush with his Oxycontin. They waited for a sufficient amount of time, publicly apologized, and moved on. That's all we're proposing.” He took papers from his briefcase and pushed then toward Tiger. “This is what you're going to say.”

    “Wait,” said Tiger. “This is between me and my family. I've done some crazy stuff, but it's not going public.” He looked at the papers. ”I can't...won't do this. No. Not doing this. Sorry guys.”

    The was silence. The large man in the brown suit cracked his knuckles.

    “We know what's important to you.” said Mr Gillette. “It's all worked out. We will never talk about your past again. Today is a new day, Mr Woods. It's in the speech. There's no apologizing to women in your past, just your wife and family. You will say you're sorry, and mean it, and...about the media. We don't think you can concentrate on golf with paparazzi following you. We'll handle them. It's in our best interest.” He slapped the table. “All you have to do is read the speech...with conviction.”

    “I'm sure Tiger understands, guys,” said Mark. “Hell, he went to Stanford?”

    “I hate giving speeches.” said Tiger. “I know you want me to come back, but, look, I don't need this. It'll be soon, okay. I have it all under control.” He stood up and pushed the papers back toward Mr Nike.

    As he stood up, Mr Buick, said softly, “Sit down, Mr. Woods. We're not finished.”

    Tiger slowly sat back down.

    “Your wife and children have been hounded by the media,” said Mr Buick. “Seems the Media can find your children, even your mother, at a moment's notice...satellite navigation. Well, no telling who else can find them. They mean a lot to you don't they, Mr Woods?”

    Silence.

     

    “Just saying, if they can easily be found, who knows what danger they could be in, some night, when they least expect it. Accidents happen.”

    The large man in the brown suit, looked over at Tiger. There was no smile in his black eyes.

    “Otherwise,” said Mr Buick, “and I hate to say it, but you'll never play in a sanctioned tournament again. Simple as that. Nobody wants that. Just read the speech, try to look honest, and we'll go from there.” He pushed the papers back in front of Tiger.

    Tiger took a deep breathe, looked out through the large windows, then down at the papers.

    “That's better, Mr. Woods.” said Mr Nike. “So, here's how it's going to be. You will read the speech, on TV. We'll have you wait an appropriate amount of time, and then we'll let you play again in the PGA. It'll be just like it was. And, don't worry, we'll make sure you and your family are well protected.”

    “Right thing to do for all concerned,” said Mark. “It's a good thing, Tiger.”

    “But, I'm the one who should be telling you people...”

    “But your not, Mr Woods,” said Mr Gillette.

    There was silence.

    “Hey, we're on your side in this,” said Mr Electronic Arts. “It's all in the speech. Just practice it. Make if sound from the heart. We got a guy that'll help you with that. We're thinking next Friday. No more hookers, or whatever, will ever be spoken of again. You're starting fresh. It's a new Tiger Woods. And your fans will love you for it.”

    The four stood up. “I think we're finished here,” said Mr Nike.

    “But...” said Tiger.

    “You wouldn't want anything to jeopardize your career...or your family...”

    As they left, Mark slapped Tiger on the back. “Okay. Now we'll have lunch. Come, we'll have a sandwich, drink a beer. Hey, in this world, you want to get along, you gotta go along. Come on, it's all good.”

    The large man in the brown suit watched as they left. He took out his cell phone, and dialed. “Boss, it's me. No problem...”

    That's my take. What would you have Tiger do now?

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