Ivan Miljkovic

More, suma, vrucina, i naravno odbojka. Kako drugacije opisati u par reci ono sto sam zatekao u Porecu, kod mog dobrog, starog, postenog, prepostenog :) prijatelja Trave.

A znate kada sam prvi put isao na kamp? '91 godine kao tehnicar, Divljana, omladinsko odmaraliste. Nas osmoro u sobama, trening na betonu, lopte bele... 

Posle toga je bilo dosta kampova zahvaljujuci komsiji Darku koji me je i uveo u svet odbojke., ali prvi ce uvek imati posebno mesto u pamcenju nekih mojih pocetaka karijere. 

Sada? Trening na parketu!!! u sali!!! (jeste da nema klime, ali necemo sada da preterujemo), po dvoje u sobi, 3 grupe, lopte ove najnovije, more na 50m od hotela, par trenera na celu grupu, pa kupanje posle jutarnjeg treninga, pa... Dosta, da neko ne kaze da sada preterujem

u U meni neki osecaj da sam se vratio u tu '91 godinu, da su sve oko mene moji drugovi od kojih ce mi neki ostati dosta dobri prijatelji i dan danas, a neke cu sretati po svetskim aerodromima ili drzavnim prestonicama u nekim pricama koje su za njih sada daleko od odbojke. Ali, eto njih i eto mene. Svi sada zajedno mislimo samo na jednu stvar: odbojka!

Pogresio sam pa sam se pojavio na kampu u papucama, ali da sam bio u sportskim patikama, tesko da bi me nesto zadrzalo da ostanem samo posmatrac borbe izmedju buducih igraca i odbojkaskih lopti (pokreti pocetnika odbojke vise lice na borbu sa loptom nego na odigravanje!:) )

Sledece godine, siguran sam necu zaboraviti patike. Sada znam da nema niceg lepseg nego preneti drugima ono sto znas da najbolje radis... A ako jos to i usvoje? 

Mashallah!!!

Cujemo se posle odmora!

Ivan

Sea, trees, heat and of course: volleyball! Is there any other way to describe in a few words what I have found in Porec (CRO)a few days ago, when I visited my good, old, onest, very onest friend:) Trava and his summer camp. 

Would you like to know when was the first time I went to a summer volleyball camp? it was in '91, I was still a setter, Place called Divljana (Wildness!!!), youth camp. eight people in one room, practice on asfalt, white balls (do you remember white balls?)... After this, I went to many summer camps thanks to my neighbour Darko who introduced the world of volleyball to me, but this camp will always remain something special to me.

Now? Practice inside the gym, on wood floor, (without air condition, but we can not ask for everything), sharing the room with one more person, 3 shifts, balls for practice (latest model), seashore 50m from the hotel, dozen of coaches, swimming after morning practice, etc... Enough, I do not want to make it so perfect...:)

inside of me a feeling that I have returned in '91, that persons around me are my teammates from more than 20 years ago, some of them still my good friends in Serbia and some of them just a regular persons nothing to do anymore with volleyball, that I meet from time to time at the airports or in some big cities all around the world. But, here they are, standing together with me in the same gym and sharing the same passion: VOLLEYBALL!

I made a mistake, I came to see the practice of this young volleyball players without having a sport shoes with me. If I have had them, I couldn't have been there just standing and watching them practice without getting involved myself into this challenge. It's impossible!

After this, I am sure that next year I will not forget my sport shoes..Now, I have realized that there is nothing more beautiful than passing the others what you know do best... And after if they adopt it?!

Mashallah!!!

Talk to you after summer vacations!

Ivan