A guy who knows a guy
By stern on Feb 18, 2005
Today there are rumors that the NHL Player's Association and the NHL owners are talking again, ignoring the chalk outline painted around the season on Wednesday. My guy-talk roundabout introduction merely sets the backdrop for why I give the rumors more credence than the average guy or Guy. While in New York today, I parked in my usual spot. I won't say where it is because it is, after all, my spot. I know this guy, and he always has a spot for me. Saturday evening, Wednesday before the matinees, early Friday morning, I get a spot. And this guy and I talk about hockey. He likes the Rangers, I like the Devils, we both like the sport. So today this guy mentions that there's this other guy, who always has a spot, and talks about hockey, but that's his job. And he was most definitely in da house today. So I'm hoping that the guy I know is right about the other guy he knows, and that that guy will talk to the guys he knows and you know, we'll be watching hockey again before baseball season starts. Otherwise tonight's blog entry is the first known case of using an elliptical clause with non-specific pronouns ending in "y" to hide identity.
I can't help but have hockey on the brain, because tonight is the 25th anniversary (to the day, not the date, it was a Friday night) of the Miracle on Ice. The team that never lost, defeated by a team that believed in itself first, and miracles after. There is a certain irony and symmetry to the date arithmetic. Nine hours from now, my son's team starts the New Jersey State Tier II hockey playoffs, seeded fourth, facing an undefeated team. NHL or not, it will be the most exciting hockey I watch this year. I believe in hard work, and in team work, and in preparation, all of which are on our side. The boys will give everything they have for 36 minutes, and then win or lose, they will line up and shake hands.
Gary Bettman and Bob Goodenow could learn quite a bit from 10 year old boys who love this sport.