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Yeah, I’m blogging about blogging. Sorry.

I would also want you to acknowledge that a great player can end up on a bad club, and nothing can save him. That winning the Stanley Cup is not the only yardstick against which players can be measured. That a player like Mats Sundin can play on a line with the Scarecrow and Tin Man, and still have enough heart and brain for the three of them.

Read the latest Hockey.com entry here.

IIHF.com: Pain is so close to pleasure

And here’s my latest on IIHF.com.

The other race, the one that has people losing sleep, sweating through nights, having nightmares, acting absentminded, and losing their hair is the one that has two teams playing in a qualification series with the best teams in the Allsvenskan, the league one tier below the Elite League. And that’s just the fans. What the players, coaches, and team managers are feeling is probably worse.

That’s the Yin. The “shady place.”

Click here to read the whole piece.

Edit: And here’s the song I quote in the piece.

Heart on the sleeve

The Toronto Star ran an interesting piece.

Now a group of influential NHL players that includes New Jersey’s Martin Brodeur, Dallas’s Marty Turco, Detroit’s Dominik Hasek and Edmonton’s Dwayne Roloson want the league’s – and inevitably the Leafs’ – uniforms altered again. [S]everal NHL goalies have asked the league and its players union to consider starting a so-called Goaltender’s Club. Revenue-generating initiatives for the club could include placing a corporate logo on the jerseys of the league’s 60-odd goalies.

That’s right. A corporate logo on the jerseys.

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IIHF.com: Life of Fabian

Here’s yet another little story about the amazing Fabian Brunnström. Well, amazing as in, “how come this kid’s never been drafted or played in a junior national team.”

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Instead, he returned to his alma mater in Jonstorp, and took the keys to his fate in his own hands. Literally.
Brunnstrom got the keys to the Jonstorp hockey rink, and he would practice, practice, practice. “I had three or four practices a day. I practically lived at the rink,” he says.

Read the whole story here.