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Saturday 19 January 2019
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Au Revoir Corry Ihuhua

Corry

The journalism fraternity has been robbed of a great asset and legend to the profession following the death of veteran sports scribe Corry Ihuhua.
Corry worked for various media houses such as The Villager, The Namibian, The Namibian Sun, NBC-TV and Nampa. His critique on the sports enjoyed much readership with his column ‘From the Sidelines with Corry Ihuhua’ in The Namibian.
The soft-spoken Corry was not one to make enemies, neither did he allow opportunists to mistake his kindness for weakness.
According to a writing about his life by fellow scribe Confidence Musariri, Corry was a very traditional journalist, who as a sports journalist still relied on a notebook and pen while younger colleagues fiddled with tape recorders.
Confidence narrates:
“At times, he would not even bother to conduct touchline interviews.
Like many seasoned football writers, Corry was far more interested in what players had to say than the banal platitudes pouring out of a manager on the touchline. He preferred calling the players after a match, or chatting with them during training.
Often, he would look at these young players with benign indifference, as if a child had wandered into the room when the grown-ups were there to discuss serious matters. If the nonsense was particularly numbing, he would lay his notebook and pen on the desk mid-quote, or else amuse himself by openly doodling.
Corry’s pen will not be lifted again now.
The death of one of Namibia’s greatest football writers on Sunday, when his side Manchester United surrendered a top-four opportunity to my Tottenham Hotspurs, was symbolic.
Usually I would have called him to mock him, but this time, the call was from his relatives. It came as startling news to many, including myself.
Corry was sharp, witty, argumentative, contrary, shyly reserved and formidable.
He could be warm and funny, or a pain in the neck. The easiest way to disappoint him was to say something with which he agreed. It’s hard to imagine a bundle of energy like that suddenly not being around anymore. He was 42. No age at all.
He was part of the ‘National Media Team’s birth, and helped push John Ekongo [then at New Era], Tommy Katamila [then at Nampa] and Jimmy Julie [then at Informante] into making sure that we remained as one. What Corry said, we would always oblige. Not because he was an authority, but he was a leader, a likeable fellow.
The clarity and perceptiveness of his writing and his command of language were second to none. No one wrote with greater elegance under the growing shadow of a final whistle deadline.
Going out after a match with officials and players, Corry would stand in the bar, left leg on top of the other, right elbow leaning on the edge of the bar counter, nodding characteristically in seemingly deep conversation.
Upon his death, Corry was a businessman and farmer. He will be laid to rest tomorrow at Fransfontein.
Farewell Mr. Ihuhua…..”




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