• IN MEMORIAM •

February 2022 – Wilder Rosales


We have lost a good and faithful friend. It is sad and incredible
that Wilder had to leave us so unexpectedly. He was a fair and
excellent sportsman who always served the team without
drawing attention to himself.
Wilder, you will always be in our hearts, and we will never forget
you


Tribute to Wilder Rosales

Wilder asked me if he could play in the O65 division. He did not have many contacts
with the division. So, I said “ok” and told him to register himself. This was a few years
ago. Since then, he  played many games with us, not only with my team, but also
with other teams. His playing style was unique. He liked to use different moves in his
play. One of his signature moves was “a full turn-around himself” at the ball. He used
this technique to trick other players, and it worked very well.
He liked playing soccer and also liked  socializing with people after the game.
He and I went to Milwaukee, Wisconsin for the 2021 Soccer Fest. He drove himself with
his pickup track from here to Wisconsin (850 miles). He and I communicated thru text
messages on the way. He made it there in one day, while I drove with my wife spending
two days to get there.
He played in the over 75 division with a team from New England. Although he did not
know many players there, he did play very well. He handed me his iphone to take a lot
of pictures in the game. So, I took many pictures of him playing soccer. He said to me
that this was very important for him to have many pictures. Since he was alone during
the Soccer Fest, we socialized together in Milwaukee.
He and I looked for a Spanish restaurant there and we found a Mexican restaurant “El
Tenampa” where we ate and talked about our lives with some drinks. He talked about
his divorce in the past, which was similar to an experience in my life. So, we talked a lot

openly. We also had lunch together with Karl and his wife, Louise, and Richard at the
same restaurant the next day. On the last day in Milwaukee, we ended up with our team
dinner at the same Mexican restaurant that Wilder liked a lot.
He used to call me before the games asking me “do we have game and what time?” It
was almost every Sunday whenever we had our games.
I am going to miss his phone calls from now on.
He was very shy in the beginning, but it did not take long for us to get know each other.

Wilder, we’re going to miss you a lot, especially at our soccer fields, East Roswell Park
and Groveway Pak where our friendship will remain.


Rest in peace Wilder.


Yasuo Matsuzawa


January 2018 – Samir Jordak

 

We have lost a good and faithful friend. It is sad and incredible that Sammy had to leave us so unexpectedly. He was a fair and excellent sportsman who always served the team without drawing attention to himself. We will forever miss hearing him say “let it go.”

Sammy, you will always be in our hearts, we will never forget you.

 

Tribute to Samir Jordak

After a game Sami ask me to join him for a dessert at his friend’s patisserie

in Norcross.

His friend, the owner and chef, was from Lebanon where Sammy was born.

He said he calls him when he bakes Kunefe, a Mediterranean sweet

cheese pastry made with kadaifi, soaked in heavy sugar syrup.

 

Sammy's favorite dessert.

 

As expected, he cut him a generous serving. Before starting to eat

Sammy got up and went to the counter and returned with a big bagel.

I asked him if he is going to take the bagel home. He said no and

said „watch me".

To my amazement he ate that big dessert with that huge bagel.

I knew Sammy had a big appetite but kunefe with bagel!!!

Later he told me back when he was a child that was typical

breakfast with high calories to keep them full for most of the

day.

 

Rest in peace Sammy.

 

Ramiz Okyay

March 2015 – Dietmar Doehring

 

He was one of the individuals, in making our Club what it is today. When it came to organizing, recruiting, and managing many of our teams over the years, he was mostly successful.

 

You have left us with a lot of memories.

 

 

Tribute to Dietmar Doehring

Dietmar was a special man. He had a tough outer shell and wasn't afraid to speak openly about anyone, even if it was painful. The fact that he was also ready to lose a friendship didn't stop him from sharing his thoughts.

 

Dietmar loved the color pink. Even the uniform of our tournament team was this color. He liked to organize tournaments, be it for the Florida Classics or Veterans Cup. He always negotiated very skillfully with the hotels to get a special rate for the team. In 2012 he also negotiated a special discount for all women with a nail salon in Escondido. He even tried their services and had his toenails painted.

 

Our two club victories at the Veterans Cup 2012 (O65) in Escondido and 2014 (O70) in Virginia Beach were under his leadership. He always knew how to publicize these successes, be it in newspapers or at a team meeting with the governor of Georgia.

 

Rest in peace Dietmar

 

Karl-Heinz Lochner

December 2014 – Imre Pataki

 

Words never seem to capture the true feelings a person has for another individual.  We may not remember all the things he said, but we will not forget how we felt when we were with him.  We felt God’s love through you. I see you playing that perfect game of soccer in heaven this morning, running beautifully with a perfectly ageless intelligent performing body making good memories.

 

You cannot be replaced Imre, there was only one unique you. We are going to miss you brother. You have left us with good memories.

 

Tribute to Imre Pataki

 

The life of one man, whose depth of perception abounded into caring service to his fellows both young and aged, is fondly recalled and lovingly remembered as a gentleman perpetually striving to create good memories. It is truly an honor to pay tribute to this man who bore many tribulations himself. He spoke once of sad memories as a boy, aged 14, living in Yugoslavia but of Hungarian parentage, when his family’s possessions were confiscated by the newly established communist regime. Imre’s grandfather, an accomplished tailor, requested permission for the entire family to relocate to either the USA, Australia, or South Africa. In the wake of a Yugoslavian euphoric football victory over the world renowned Hungary, they were permitted to emigrate to South Africa. As a young man Imre played professional football in South Africa for Arcadia Football Club.

 Also, Imre survived a parasitic infection as a young man which left its mark in the form of an enormous winding scar on his abdomen. He and Sonja dedicated their lives to the care of their daughter, Vinka, who from birth bore numerous physical challenges. Imre travelled extensively in search of potential remedies that would afford Vinka some comfort and quality of life.

Imre was a fantastic athlete, footballer, teammate, coach, referee, and fitness enthusiast. He held and maintained a black belt in the martial arts of Goju-Ryu and Aikido. He taught classes of preschool to middle school children a program which he coined ‘The Gentle Art’ - a program of physical activity and mental acuity. Watching him interact with these kids was affirmation of his playful youthfulness. His wife, Sonja, taught dance to these children, sharing the same space with Imre.

His nature was kindness personified. His spirit was gentle. He had a philosophical bent that was introspective and all inclusive. He helped me to discover latent resources within myself that brought clarity to problematic physical and spiritual shortcomings. He brought me much joy, serenity, and very happy memories. His was a life well lived. He served harmoniously with integrity in all his relationships.

I still and will always think of him with fondness. I will remember and practice the mainstay of his many aphorisms, “Find and work on the weakest link.” The world is a better place for having had the pleasure of Imre’s touch, his words, his ear, his charm, his love.

 

Rest in peace my friend – you have earned it…

 

Terry Flanagan

Tribute to Imre Pataki


The life of one man, whose depth of perception abounded into caring service to his fellows both young and aged, is fondly recalled and lovingly remembered as a gentleman perpetually striving to create good memories. It is truly an honor to make tribute to this man who bore many tribulations himself. He spoke once of sad memories, as a child, when his family’s possessions were confiscated, and they were driven from their homeland in Hungary to Yugoslavia; and from there they emigrated to South Africa. Also, Imre survived a parasitic infection as a young man which left its mark in the form of an enormous winding scar on his abdomen. He and Sonja dedicated their lives to the care of their daughter, Vinka, who from birth bore numerous physical challenges. Imre travelled extensively in search of potential remedies that would afford Vinka some comfort and quality of life.

Imre was a fantastic athlete, footballer, teammate, coach, referee, and fitness enthusiast. He held and maintained a black belt in the martial art of Aikido. Studied under the art’s founder Morihei Ueshiba - in Japan. He taught classes of preschool to middle school children a program which he coined ‘The Gentle Art’ - a program of physical activity and mental acuity. Watching him interact with these kids was affirmation of his playful youthfulness. His wife, Sonja, taught dance to these children, sharing the same space with Imre.

His nature was kindness personified. His spirit was gentle. He had a philosophical bent that was introspective and all inclusive. He helped me to discover latent resources within myself that brought clarity to problematic physical and spiritual shortcomings. He brought me much joy, serenity, and very happy memories. His was a life well lived. He served harmoniously with integrity in all his relationships.

I still and will always think of him with fondness. I will remember and practice the mainstay of his many aphorisms, “Find and work on the weakest link.” The world is a better place for having had the pleasure of Imre’s touch, his words, his ear, his charm, his love.

Rest in peace my friend – you have earned it…


Terry Flanagan