Today, this official press release was sent out to the international translation industry. At the same time, it’s farewell to the media sales industry I’ve been serving for 30+ years. I’m turning a new corner in my sales career to become account manager in the translation services industry. Never a dull moment!
Renkum, NL, 09-09-2019 / PRESS RELEASE FOR IMMEDIATE PUBLICATION
Euro-com has appointed Rodric Leerling as their new International Account Manager to better serve its fast growing international LSP-network.
Euro-com is an ISO-certified translation agency based in the Netherlands with in-house translation capacity for Dutch, English, French and German, combined with a high quality pool of Scandinavian linguists and several other language pairs. Over 80% of Euro-com’s work currently is derived from collaboration with other localization companies, such as Acolad, Lionbridge, Csoft, Welocalize, United Language Group, Medialocate, Simultrans and several other large LSP’s. Its ambition is to become preferred supplier to many more LSP peers abroad. Current clients offer as prime reasons for hiring Euro-com: fast turnaround, flexibility, top quality, human touch and a sharp pricing.
Euro-com is one of the top rated companies on ProZ, providing high quality full-service (translation-edit-proof) assistance for a competitive price.
A dedicated team of 20 PM’s work hard together with the linguists to meet every translation demand. They are coached by a QA department to ensure that each translation meets the desired output. Euro-com is experienced with all major CAT tools like SDL Studio, Memsource, MemoQ, XTM, Across, etc. and specialized in translations and localizations in life sciences, marketing, legal and technical domains.
It seemed a game as usual last weekend, but the circumstances would turn out to be totally different. I got wind of a special situation on the sports complex where we would play on pitch 2. Remarkale, because U19 games are mostly played on central pitch, but pitch 1 needed to be free long before the match-of-the-day, or maybe better: match-of -the-decade.
The club where I was assigned this weekend are neighbours to their arch rival. For the locals their football lives are defined by being either blue or red. The derby hadn’t been played for 12 years because one of the clubs used to play one league higher. This season they were matched again and this Saturday was D-day. All games (home and away!) after 12noon were changed to an earlier slot and my game was the last one before the big one. Everyone wanted to be join the derby and all tickets were sold out.
We started to get a feeling for the special game halfway our own game: supporter chants and smoke bombs going off, followed by big bangs from heavy fireworks. These were again followed by sirenes from firetrucks and police cars. Luckily, the wind was blowing away from my pitch, otherwise I might have had to abandon the game. In the corner of my eye I also noticed long queues at the ticket box just outside my pitch.
After blowing the last whistle the home team quickly left the pitch to make sure they could watch their lead team. I asked if I could watch the game and was allowed to sneak into the spectator area and watch my fellow referee handle this spectacle. He did well and I admired his calm exposure despite the smoke bombs and loud chanting from both sides at the start of the game. But then again he was accompanied by three assistants (two ARs and a 4th official). I had to work with two club ARs. Worth another blog.
I normally don’t check staff names on the roster. The player passes are important and this time I decided to check them indoors as it was raining cats and dogs. And then he was there, in the locker room, this famous former pro-player, local hero and frequent TV commentator. Waiting for my instructions on the player sub procedure. He just nodded.
This is the way I like it. No need to show off, try to become friends, or worse, ask for selfies. I know coaches can change their attitude towards me from the moment the first whistle is blown. When things go wrong with their team, the ref, in their twisted emotion, is simply the best way to divert attention.
After the game, waiting in vain to have an informal chat, I found out he had just become coach of this U16 team as it seemed a talented team. Some players were invited to join pre-selection games of the Dutch (Orange) national U16 team. I had to ask for shirt numbers to remember their names and position as I was not impressed.
The former pro, with his stout posture and big beard didn’t do too bad with his team, but lost against a more effective opponent. He would only criticize me for a handball that I didn’t observe myself and a throw-in the other side across from his dug-out (mind you!) that he thought should have been for his team. He shouted this across the field and told me I should make my own decision and not rely on my assistant referee (who was on short distance from where it happened). Standard text book comments.
They lost 2-4 on their home turf and I know I reffed a good game. The winning team told me so, of course, but the losing home team didn’t bother to thank me, neither the captain nor their famous coach. Probably a lot to discuss with his talented team.
The away coach seemed decent and polite at the pre-match introduction. We had a short conversation about their previous match and I noticed in my records they needed the points today in order to avoid relegation from the high U19 group. Continue reading “Refusing to leave – Rodric Leerling”→
I’m reading more and more unfortunate reports of molested refs these days. Being hit by players or spectators who didn’t agree with their ruling. But behold, a new generation of refs is about to step in…. and has done so during the last couple of years. Continue reading “Boring new referees – Rodric Leerling”→