Courtesy of Pam Mourouzis
More than 500,000 folks have died within the U.S. from COVID-19 because the pandemic hit this nation and the world simply over a 12 months in the past. NPR is remembering a few of those that misplaced their lives by listening to the music they liked and listening to their tales. We’re calling our tribute Songs Of Remembrance.
My dad was a university soccer coach, and he spent the final 23 years of his skilled profession (1981-2003) at DePauw University, house of the Tigers. His huge character and even larger coronary heart made him a legend on campus and past, and he remained a wildly fashionable determine there till he died. The tune I’ll at all times affiliate with him, as tacky as it’s, is Survivor’s 1982 hit “Eye of the Tiger.” It has been performed at just about each DePauw soccer sport since that 12 months, and it fired him up like no different. It helped that this tune talks about “rising up to the challenge of our rival.” DePauw has a longstanding rivalry with close by Wabash College, and their annual meetup attracts legions of followers cheering on their respective groups to convey house the Monon Bell, the sport’s 300-pound trophy.
The photograph I’ve included exhibits Nick at his final Monon Bell sport, in November 2019. As you possibly can see, he carried his Tiger Pride with him to the tip. It appears becoming in some way that there was no sport with out him this 12 months. Nick died in a nursing care facility at about 10 p.m. on Aug. 16, 2020. We thought he had defeated COVID-19, however his coronary heart slowed and eventually stopped that evening, about two and a half weeks after his prognosis. My brother Ted, who lives close by, drove the hour to Greencastle to choose up my mom in order that she might say goodbye. Naturally, on their manner house within the wee hours of the morning, “Eye of the Tiger” performed on the radio.
Being a coach’s child is a magical expertise. It’s one factor to be a loyal fan of a workforce, however when it is the middle of your loved ones’s life, it is one other factor solely. Football Saturdays, from the sun-soaked ones in early September to the frigid and typically snowy ones in late November, are on the middle of most of the greatest reminiscences of my life. And “Eye of the Tiger” is the soundtrack to nearly each a kind of reminiscences, since I used to be solely 9 when my dad began work at DePauw. I’ll at all times consider him once I hear it, first with tears, then with a smile at some recollection of him leaping within the air with pleasure after a landing that led to victory, or breaking down the sport stats in the lounge after a crushing defeat. Sadly, COVID-19 was a battle he couldn’t win. —Pam Mourouzis, daughter