I met Gilad Shalit briefly at a reception Tuesday. It was very clear that he was the beloved brother and son for Jews everywhere who celebrated the trade of more than 1,000 prisoners for this one young man who had been in the wrong place at the wrong time, and took some shrapnel in the arm in the process.
Shalit, 25, is now taking up his strange new calling as fledgling sportswriter for an Israeli paper. Having covered the N.B.A. finals in Miami, he will be at the European soccer championships final in Kiev on Sunday.