Sean Roach an inspiration

This morn­ing, when I was told Sean Roach passed away, I replied, “Who, Sean Roach?”—even though I knew ex­act­ly which Sean Roach they meant. For what seemed like an eter­ni­ty, I kept re­peat­ing, “Nah! No! Nah man! You ly­ing!”

​At 46! I know life is short. Life is un­cer­tain; God knows best. But let me say it out loud: this news hurt, and it hurt hard.

When I was pres­i­dent of the Trinidad and To­ba­go Olympic Com­mit­tee (TTOC) and Sean Roach made an ap­point­ment to see me to dis­cuss as­sis­tance for a then-young Keshorn Wal­cott, Michelle-Lee Ahye, and oth­er ath­letes un­der his T&T Elite Ath­letes com­pa­ny, our re­la­tion­ship be­came in­cred­i­bly con­struc­tive and pos­i­tive.