Yesterday's Friday shinny pre-game conversation surfaced an interesting measure of how much a parent loves their children. It started with some commenting about road trips and the miles that some parents drive over the course of a weekend, season or indeed, for the entire duration of raising children, when said children play rep level hockey. …
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Not Quite The Flyers
Yesterday, in the Oval Office, Team Orange went full Broad Street Bullies 1973. The Orange King was playing the tough guy, but....no wait, I don't recall any of those Flyers ever skipping big games because of bone spurs. Maybe JD was the muscle? Trying to be as tough as Dave the Hammer, but looking like …
The World Within The Game
Being from southern Ontario, I will admit that my default team over many of my adult years has been the Leafs but that wasn't always the case. As a very young kid, I recall a brief dalliance with the Habs as I learned to ties shoes, read and fish (the big 3 of life skills) …
Ankle Burners
I started this blog many, many years ago, as a means of recording (pen to paper? keyboard to silicon?) my hockey memories from yore. Yore is getting further and further in the rear view mirror so when I circle back and read some of my own work here, I realize that perhaps the biggest beneficiary of …
Flooding The Rink in Style
A fellow old-timer regaled us pre-game recently with a story about how his dad, and another (whose sons also played old-timer with me), were discovered one night out flooding the neighbourhood rink in perhaps the most creative and social manner possible. His story goes something like this. When he was a kid, the phone at …
The Golden Boot – 2020
So...here we go eh? Another year in the W has passed and the season ending tourney played out in all its sporting glory. Even in these strange times, the show must go on, no? Buckle up boys, and I'll do my best to chronicle how this year's event went down. There were some moments that …
Together on a Bus
I didn't play on teams that did much travelling until I was in high school. However, I remember those days well and it never fails to bring a smile, if not to my face, then at least within my mind, remembering the good times spent travelling with not just friends, but hockey-playing friends. Peterborough to …
A Man and his Son, A Man and his Father, and Me
I skated today for the first time in 9 weeks on this cold bright January morning. I headed off to Vic park early, knowing the rink would be mostly mine, which is for the best as i know I'm in no shape to actually skate with others around me yet. I took my stick and …
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Playing Hurt
Bergeron and Toews - two stars hurt in the same game that threw game 5 momentum in different directions last night. It was killing Toews to have to sit. At one point it appeared he pleaded with the coaching "Gimme one shift" but he didn't play in the third. Watching Bergeron coast around for three …
Outside Inside Goal
It's just shinny but as one gets older, and is able to pull off a move one-on-one and then score, even if the defender is older than one's self, and even if the tender isn't half the goalie Tukka Rask's mother-in-law is, it still feels good. I had one like that last night. There were …
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