Fearless Lou Gehrig and ALS

By now, everyone around the world knows about the “Ice bucket challenge” in support of ALS.  If you like, you can read more about the origin of the Ice Bucket Challenge here.

I am sure many of you have laughed at the videos of celebrities getting splashed with ice and water. Some of us have prayed that no one nominates us. And some have been praying hard that they would get nominated. However, there are also some people criticising the cause/challenge, and saying it is stupid. Whatever your views may be, the “ice bucket challenge” did raise over 50 million dollars (and counting) for ALS. Last year, they only managed to raise over 2 million dollar. Hence, the proof is in the pudding.



Basically, once nominated we have 24 hours to do the challenge or donate $$ to ALS. And we have to record ourselves doing the deed, or it does not count. Most people did both. Bless their hearts. More than just raising the funds needed for ALS, “the ice bucket challenge” generated a lot of awareness about the disease. 

ALS  or Amyotrophic Lateral Sclerosis is not a joke. It eats away at our motor skills, and render us useless. Please watch the video below to have a better idea.

I sincerely hope that Anthony (the guy in the video above) gets his wish, and will appear in The Ellen Show soon. 

ALS is also known as the Lou Gehrig’s disease

Lou Gehrig was a HUGE baseball star for the New York Yankees (or better known as, the New York Giants). Many still consider him to be one of the greats. His stellar baseball career was cut short by ALS. And it was his public revelation of his illness back in 1938 that first put the spotlight on the disease. The famed Physicist and author, Stephen Hawking also suffers from the same disease. 

There is this amazing speech that Lou Gehrig gave at the sold-out New York Yankee Stadium on 4th July, 1939. It was hailed as “Baseball’s Gettysburg Address”. 

This is his entire speech taken from wikipedia – 

Fans, for the past two weeks you have been reading about the bad break I got. Yet today I consider myself the luckiest man on the face of the earth. I have been in ballparks for seventeen years and have never received anything but kindness and encouragement from you fans.

When you look around, wouldn’t you consider it a privilege to associate yourself with such fine looking men as are standing in uniform in this ballpark today? Sure, I’m lucky. Who wouldn’t consider it an honor to have known Jacob Ruppert? Also, the builder of baseball’s greatest empire, Ed Barrow? To have spent six years with that wonderful little fellow, Miller Huggins? Then to have spent the next nine years with that outstanding leader, that smart student of psychology, the best manager in baseball today, Joe McCarthy? Sure, I’m lucky.

When the New York Giants, a team you would give your right arm to beat, and vice versa, sends you a gift—that’s something. When everybody down to the groundskeepers and those boys in white coats remember you with trophies—that’s something. When you have a wonderful mother-in-law who takes sides with you in squabbles with her own daughter—that’s something. When you have a father and a mother who work all their lives so that you can have an education and build your body—it’s a blessing. When you have a wife who has been a tower of strength and shown more courage than you dreamed existed—that’s the finest I know.

So I close in saying that I might have been given a bad break, but I’ve got an awful lot to live for. Thank you.


Life can certainly throw us all kinds of curve balls, and cut us some awful breaks. We may not have everything that we want. We may not even get to do the things that we like. In some illnesses, the conditions are temporary and the patients will recover. For others, it is permanent or that the condition is irreversible.

So, no matter how terrible and agonising it may be, we are all truly lucky in our own way. We have lived a wonderful life, albeit its challenges and adversity. 

More than anything else, we do have a great deal to live for. 

I would like to reiterate what I wrote in my previous post, Fearless Unfiolding – 

Sometimes, we feel like our wings have been ripped off our backs. We think that without our wings, we can no longer fly. Then, something magical happens. With our courage and strength, we learn how to fly without wings. With this, we soar to greater heights. 

 The Storm


As always, live out your own brand of fearless living. Love the life you are blessed with, and embrace the person you have evolved into.

Peace 🙂 



Being Afraid Is Human, But Staying Afraid Is A Choice.

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