I did something last night I don’t do often. I watched a Leaf game from drop of the puck to the end point. The fact that Crosby was playing influenced me to some degree as I’ve always loved watching top athletes compete in their prime regardless of the sport. I enjoyed watching every aspect of his play last night. He is a great one.
However, on this night, one of the highlights for me was the between-period interview with a Penguin rookie named Beau who was called up three weeks ago and is playing on Malkin’s line. He’s put up some decent numbers and is playing well. When asked what the high point has been over the last three weeks, he nailed it: “I get to play hockey every day!” he said.
No kidding. Well said.
I like Thursdays. For over 25 years, in the winter at least, Thursday’s have been a hockey day for me. Granted, the game has been somewhere between low-key pickup and as high-tempoed as things can get in an oldtimer league, but make no matter – it’s always been a great way to begin the week’s curtain call and prepare for the weekend.
When work is crazy busy, Thursday hockey has always been a great stress reliever. When work is not so busy, it’s even easier to look forward to as one of the great treats in life.
I remember a line from a Dennis Quaid movie where he portrayed an aging baseball player who gets a second chance at a big league career. At one point, feeling low, he’s about to pack it in. Then, for some reason, he gets a second wind. As he enters the dressing room, he meets one of his teammates with a big grin and says “You know what we get to do today Brooks? We get to play baseball!”. It’s a wonderful scene and I feel that emotion almost every time I walk into a dressing room to don my gear.
The Kid Came Back. Long live Sid.
I’m old enough to have watched Orr, I grew up on a steady diet of Gretzky highlight reels and I know the Islanders are a weak team. But is it possible Sid is the best player to have ever played the game?