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from Rick Stiebel at the Gold Stream News Gazette,
Even though it’s been two months since my journalistic mental meltdown, I’m still kicking my ink-stained ass over how badly I blew it with Ken Dryden.
I had the opportunity to spend a couple of hours with the NHL hall of famer when he wandered out to the West Shore in April, and I handled it with all the poise of a doe-eyed student caught in the headlights of his first assignment for the Stumbling Bumbler Review….
When I was in Grade 3, I sent the Golden Jet a letter asking for an autograph, addressed, with the naivety of youth, to ‘care/of Chicago Stadium, Chicago, Illinois.”
Within a couple of weeks, I received an 8 X 11 glossy of Bobby, with a hand-written message wishing me the best and saying “We’re always looking for fans in Montreal.”
When the Hawks won the Cup in 61 when when I was 11, my allegiance knew no bounds, despite the regular ribbing I took from my Hab-crazed buddies.
I wanted to tell Dryden about the picture from Hull; I wanted to ask Dryden if he ever talked to Steve Shutt, a former teammate who I got to hang out with when Steve stayed with his dad one summer in the same apartment complex I lived in.
from Evan Weiner at NHL.com,
“We went out the night we won it through the city of Montreal,” Lafleur said. “The next day, what we did, we went to Toe Blake’s tavern and Claude Mouton, the PR guy for the Montreal Canadiens, had the Cup and went in. So we brought the Cup in and had a set of keys made for the car of Claude Mouton. So we steal the car and we steal the Cup.”
Guy Lafleur kidnapped the Stanley Cup on May 26, 1978. It was an inside job all the way, although Lafleur wasn’t spilling the beans despite the fact that the statute of limitations had long run out.
from Roy MacGregor of the Globe and Mail,
But nowhere is Don Metz to be found.
Metz, of course, would be 91 now if he were still playing, but if some modern equivalent of the sleek and slim winger from Wilcox, Saskatchewan, could lace them up for Game 5, there might be a chance.
Don Metz, history will show, did not dress for the first three games of the 1942 Stanley Cup final. His Toronto Maple Leafs were down three games to none against the powerful Detroit Red Wings and seemed almost certain to be swept in four straight.
Toronto goaltender Turk Broda had lost all confidence, saying the Wings were “unbeatable — they’re too hot.”
from Evan Grossman at NHL.com,
“It seems like yesterday,” Richard said. “We still act like kids. We were doing that when we were a little younger, late to early 30’s I guess, but we’re still the same. It’s just another joke.
“I think it was just like a family,” he said. “After the game we’d go out together and have a few beers and have fun. It went on for five years. I think that’s life. You have to enjoy life and have fun. And I always said that having fun was playing hockey. It was a big joke. It’s just fun. I say hockey, but any sport, I guess. Baseball, football, whatever.”
Those Canadiens clubs traveled together by train. There were no cliques in the dressing room.
read on and make sure to check out the exclusive videos…
from Hall of Fame Magazine,
Hours before the opening face-off, crowds, most of whom did not have tickets, gathered on St. Catharines St. and adjoining streets around the forum, and they were in a surly mood. At the Montreal Gazette, the editor, sensing that the usual number of reporters staffing a Canadiens game would not be sufficient to cover what might happen, assigned a young sports writer named Red Fisher to rush to the Forum, not to cover any aspect of the game, but to handle whatever other newsworthy event might occur.
Fisher, who was to become a journalistic legend in Montreal, had never before covered anything at the Forum, but as soon as he arrived he sensed that what was growing among the crowds, both inside and outside the building, was a possible riot. He was correct.
from Legends Of Hockey,
Gordie Howe was once quoted as saying “Hockey is a man’s game.” In the game of hockey, Gordie is the man.
Hall of Famer Bill Gadsby claimed “He was not only the greatest hockey player I’ve ever seen, but also the greatest athlete.”
The right winger was a giant in his time at 6’1” and 205 lbs. He had the build of a heavyweight boxing champion. And he knew how to fight.
continued..and if you haven’t visited LOH, make sure to take a look around.
OK, I am taking a shot at naming the players in the picture,from L to R, Parker McDonald, Bob Nevin, Allan Stanley, Gordie Howe and Tim Horton. Am I right Joe?
from Earl McRae of the Ottawa Sun,
Metcalfe and his pensioner buddies John Scully and Normie Cole get together for breakfast every Saturday at different restaurants around the city to put the world right, and the world that now has to be put right by Leo Metcalfe, 82, John Scully, 82, and Normie Cole, 79, is the world of hockey, they being experts.
“Normie and I played senior hockey in Quebec and the Maritimes when it was next best to the NHL,” says Metcalfe. “John played in Manitoba. We know what we’re talking about.”
“These young people watching the NHL today,” says Scully, “they think what they’re seeing from the players is good. It’s all they’ve ever seen. They’ve nothing to compare it with. They’re wrong.”
I am a sucker for old hockey photographs and throughout the year, Habs Inside/Out has displayed the photos of James Rice…
You’ve likely seen James Rice’s historic hockey photographs without ever knowing they came from his bulky box camera.
There is Rice’s most famous image of all, a finely detailed study of Canadiens legend Howie Morenz. It is by far the most widely published photo of the player voted the greatest hockey talent of the past century’s first 50 years.
Then there’s his shot of Georges Vézina outside the Forum, almost the only picture ever seen of the goaler. Vézina is looking down his battered stick to the asphalt beneath his bare skate blades, a year or so before he died of tuberculosis in 1925.
read on and spend some time there, you will come away feeling better about the game…
A fascinating story of rambunctious vagabond gold seekers who, in typical Klondike fashion, dream big and become Stanley Cup silver seekers.
It’s a story about the players, the trip, and life in the north.
Most importantly it’s a story about hockey - the common passion.
Read the whole story at Legends of Hockey.
from the Daily Post,
Ninety-nine years later, when a Colby Armstrong rings the bell of a Patrick Eaves with a shoulder to the head (when a less violent move would have served the same purpose)—and the victim’s bench boss shrugs and says, “That’s hockey!”—stories like the following are a breath of fresh air.
“Bun” Cook was no pantywaist! In 1929-30 he clocked 55 minutes in penalties when the real “bad man” of the NHL, Eddie Shore cooled his heels in the sin bin for 105 minutes. The game’s historians describe him as “determined and dedicated”.
more... a must read for old-schoolers…
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