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I love hockey.
I would take hockey on a movie date, buy it popcorn and Raisinettes, and let it hog the armrest. I would make sure hockey was home before curfew.
That's how truly, deeply, madly I love hockey.
College basketball and I are slightly less committed, and I'll follow most other sports when they tease me into doing so. I'm a big believer in Kenny Mayne and the Code, and I was more than a little upset when Brian Engblom cut his mullet.
I hate pink jerseys more than anything else in the world.
I like to write about the unknown—the trade no one cares about, the player who everyone's forgotten, the angle no one's thought of. Perhaps fittingly, my favorite authors are Rick Reilly and Jack Falla.
I would trade my soul, but not my skates, for 365 days of playoff-caliber hockey.
I just published another part of my top 100 hockey players ever list, this time ranking numbers 50 to 41. Please, take a look and leave feedback:
Ever wonder why professional athletes go broke?:
Feedback is appreciated.
check it out, hope you like it...
Thank you, and I'm sorry I jumped down your throat, I took that as you bashing Lidstrom before you replied to a comment on the article.
I can't wait for next year, and hopefully a third straight Finals featuring the Wings and Pens, that would really get the rest of the NHL in a frenzy, wouldn't it?
When you have a minute, check out my latest slide show about upcoming milestones we should be seeing this season.
Check out my new article: http://bleacherreport.com/articles/188710-mama-malkins-home-cookin
Thanks for the fan add. I've enjoyed your articles as well. If you have a second, check out this article I wrote around the time Brodeur topped the wins record:
I think it's pretty funny. It also got a lot of great comments for additional jokes.
I'm sure you aren't alone in the category of those haunted by Boudreau in their dreams. That is one scary human.