There she was, sitting at the office in the middle of the day. The boss was in one of his moods again, don’t even get her started on that. She was hiding behind her computer, waiting for him to just go away.
When the boss finally – finally – turned around and locked himself in his office, she lifted her keyboard to see the clipping again. There it was, the short story of the Boston Bruins’ hot new goalie.
Here’s a link to a little conversation I had with The Dish on Sports’s Andrew Findlater about Off The Post, the collection of my blog entries on nhl.com.
Listen to Andrew and me here. It’s a good 15 minutes of hockey talk you may enjoy.
And then, get the book here.
KITCHEN INT. – DAY
A couple is preparing lunch in the kitchen, the husband working on a kick-ass hotdog, while Son is looking on, licking the ketchup off his own hotdog. Wife looks out the window and sees the neighbour walk to his car.
Is there anybody out there who doesn’t like gadgets? New inventions? Things that do stuff automatically.
When I was about five – and I remember this vividly – I wrote a sign above the door of the playhouse at my grandparents’: “The Lab.” In the lab, I conducted all kinds of experiments, such as spreading four kinds of glue on a piece of paper to see which one of them dried the fastest.
I thought this was interesting.
Simply because it’s something I have suspected for a long time. I mean, when I was a kid and walked the ten miles to school, barefooted, in the snow, uphill both ways, those polar bears were always waiting for me somewhere, wanting to take my lunch, but I haven’t seen them for years.
In fact, not since our igloo melted back in the 1980s.
Looking out the window, I see a man changing snow tyres to his car. About time. We got 20 cm of snow this morning.
This is the same guy who two years ago came home in the middle of night, and parked his car on a big rock next to his/our house. The car only had three wheels at that point. And no, he’s not changing snow tyres to that car, he traded it for another one. And that to another one. And that one to another one. And then once more.
So, what does this man do for a living?
That’s right. He’s a truck driver.
He’s a pro.
There was a great snowstorm in Boston two weeks ago. I know because I was in it. That wasn’t really a lot of fun, but a couple of days later, it was time to go sledding.
And when you go sledding, you need to dress accordingly.
New Year’s is the time for new beginnings, and restarts. Here are my New Year’s resolutions for 2008.
i. I will appear in Roxette’s new video.
ii. I’ll spend more time outdoors.
I remember this game as if it was yesterday. But it wasn’t. It was 30 years ago.
Happy New Year!
“If you build it, he will come.” That was what the Voice told Ray Kinsella in “Field of Dreams.” That was also what the Swedish Elite League teams realized sometime in the beginning of the decade. And they got to work: