
Check out my latest on nhl.com, or read it here, after the jump.
I’m sorry, I’m a little busy blogging right now. Are you blogging? I’m blogging.
Urban life is fast. It’s dog-eat-dog, and every man (and woman) for himself (or herself). And if you need proof, go to a gym. That’s where we become the animal that we are.
I know that, having spent more time at the gym than you’d think by looking at me. Inside me, though, there’s a ripped and strong man.
Today, I suddenly realized that I didn’t become a pilot, a policeman, or a pro hockey player like I thought when I was a kid. Didn’t become a rich businessman like I thought when I was in business school. Didn’t even become a media consultant like I was told to say to clients when I switched careers for the first time.
I’m a writer. This is what I do.
Even on a Sunday.
It’s in the air. Everybody’s talking about the need for change. Few of us make a move. Snoopy is an inspiration.

Back to the topic of covers. Magazine covers.
ESPN The Magazine celebrates its 10 years in the business, and with good reason. The Mag is a success story in a field where we don’t hear them that often.
Moderated a roundtable discussion today, the topic being work atmosphere at a Swedish company. By the end of it, I asked the participants to give some pointers to the readers (in the same company across the world) on how one person can make the atmosphere better for everybody.
“Just be happy and stay positive,” said the first.
“Yeah, I say the same,” said the rest.
So easy. To forget.
The fans were cheering loudly, they were singing and chanting, and clapping, and waving their flags. For about ten minutes, they chanted something that sounded like this:
“YOAOAOYEACAMENASARKEYYAAVIYEACAMENA!”
A young man next to me was quietly chanting along, clapping his hands with the rest of them. I finally asked him, “What are they chanting, exactly?”
“I don’t know,” he said.
Don’t forget:
The Tonight show with Leino (at iihf.com), and my nhl.com column here, or below.
Today, I got an offer I think I’m not supposed to refuse. That’s kind of scary.
Scary fun.