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The fanciest game of pickup in town.
Nov. 8th, 2009 05:54 pmSo, Leah, what did you do this afternoon?
I'm glad you asked, Little Timmy! I went with![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
cszego to the Hockey Hall of Fame Legends Classic!
Pics or it didn't happen.
You drive a hard bargain, Imaginary Interlocutor...
It's the warmup skate! We spent this mostly going: "OMG IT'S MARK MESSIER--NO WAIT! OMG! IT'S WENDEL CLARK!"
Some Stanley Cups, hung from the rafters.
Of course, we can't have a hockey post without snapping a nice one of Bill. Hello, m'dear.*
*For those who don't know already, I am the only girl in all creation with a #5 Leafs Heritage jersey.
Carpet Man trains six days a week to roll out that carpet on cue. Here he is, crouched like a tiger in readiness. It's a hard job, but he does it for the privilege of serving his country.
The ceremony where they gave out the blazers to the 2009 Hockey Hall of Fame inductees (Brett Hull, Brian Leetch, Luc Robitaille, Steve Yzerman, and some team owner dude who is not a hockey player and thus not important to this post) featured things like fireworks and Mounties. Really, this is the perfect confluence of all the things that make my heart happy.
(Note Carpet Man executed his duty duly and well.)
Vague and blurry shot of the Skydiggers playing between the two 30-minute periods. This lacked a crucial ingredient: Gord Downie.
There are no actual pictures of the hockey game. Pfft. You think I'd be taking pictures? I was watching hockey.
But as to the game itself, this was pretty much the world's fanciest casual game of pickup. It was pretty obviously rigged, in a sense that they weren't going to let the Canadian Legends lose no matter what went down (and really, they were winning by three goals anyway) and they didn't call any offsides, penalties, or anything else. The clock maybe stopped once. The linesman was more an emcee than anything else.
It was hella fun though. Wendel Clark played in a little ballcap, and you could practically see him thinking must...not...check...old men! Lanny MacDonald still has a totally fearsome moustache, and his moustache was playing this game before you were born, whippersnapper, so get out of the way! Robitaille and Leetch actually suited up and played a few shifts, and that was cool. Glenn Anderson has that whooshy Pantene hair when he skates; you get the feeling he doesn't wear a helmet not due to any safety thing, but because he's humming shampoo commercials to himself as he skates by. And we will still dork out and holler for Borje Salming even when he's on the wrong team.
In sum?
ME LIKE HOCKEY. ME WATCH HOCKEY. OM NOM NOM.
I'm glad you asked, Little Timmy! I went with
cszego to the Hockey Hall of Fame Legends Classic!Pics or it didn't happen.
You drive a hard bargain, Imaginary Interlocutor...
It's the warmup skate! We spent this mostly going: "OMG IT'S MARK MESSIER--NO WAIT! OMG! IT'S WENDEL CLARK!"
Some Stanley Cups, hung from the rafters.
Of course, we can't have a hockey post without snapping a nice one of Bill. Hello, m'dear.*
*For those who don't know already, I am the only girl in all creation with a #5 Leafs Heritage jersey.
Carpet Man trains six days a week to roll out that carpet on cue. Here he is, crouched like a tiger in readiness. It's a hard job, but he does it for the privilege of serving his country.
The ceremony where they gave out the blazers to the 2009 Hockey Hall of Fame inductees (Brett Hull, Brian Leetch, Luc Robitaille, Steve Yzerman, and some team owner dude who is not a hockey player and thus not important to this post) featured things like fireworks and Mounties. Really, this is the perfect confluence of all the things that make my heart happy.
(Note Carpet Man executed his duty duly and well.)
Vague and blurry shot of the Skydiggers playing between the two 30-minute periods. This lacked a crucial ingredient: Gord Downie.
There are no actual pictures of the hockey game. Pfft. You think I'd be taking pictures? I was watching hockey.
But as to the game itself, this was pretty much the world's fanciest casual game of pickup. It was pretty obviously rigged, in a sense that they weren't going to let the Canadian Legends lose no matter what went down (and really, they were winning by three goals anyway) and they didn't call any offsides, penalties, or anything else. The clock maybe stopped once. The linesman was more an emcee than anything else.
It was hella fun though. Wendel Clark played in a little ballcap, and you could practically see him thinking must...not...check...old men! Lanny MacDonald still has a totally fearsome moustache, and his moustache was playing this game before you were born, whippersnapper, so get out of the way! Robitaille and Leetch actually suited up and played a few shifts, and that was cool. Glenn Anderson has that whooshy Pantene hair when he skates; you get the feeling he doesn't wear a helmet not due to any safety thing, but because he's humming shampoo commercials to himself as he skates by. And we will still dork out and holler for Borje Salming even when he's on the wrong team.
In sum?
ME LIKE HOCKEY. ME WATCH HOCKEY. OM NOM NOM.
