Tonawanda News — It is easy to injure oneself while playing this game. One gentleman playing for the New York Rangers this playoff season, Mr. Derek Stepan, is doing it with a broken jaw, sustained in a prior game. American mothers concerned about possible concussions to their football-playing sons should consult Canadian mothers to see how their boys survive childhood.
And if I had it to do over again I’d become a dentist in Canada.
One of the shining lights of the current hockey population is Mr. Patrick Kane, who plays for Chicago and grew up in South Buffalo. See, we can indeed grow ‘em here. No need to live in Alberta, Kladno or Petrozavodsk to succeed in this sport.
It is appropriate, when attending a game, to dress as though you’re prepared to play. A helmet, or padding on the joints, is not necessary, but wearing the home team’s jersey, called a sweater regardless of its fabric, is the way to go, and somehow girls look better than guys in these things. They are expensive, incidentally, and typically come, for extra expenditure, with a favorite player’s name and number on the back, and that has its drawbacks. Anyone want to buy a Matt Barnaby Sabres sweater?
Games begin after the national anthem, either Canada’s or the United States’ or sometimes both, are performed, by singers who treat the appearance as a regular gig. The singer in Boston adds celebratory martial arts chops to the end of his; Montreal’s is a mezzo-soprano, Ginette Reno, who brings a passionate, Piaf-like quality to the Canadian anthem, sung in French. Someone is singing something in Chicago, but the audience there cheers through the entire anthem, a leftover of patriotic frenzy from the Gulf War (it was 1991 and an all-star game, and the crowd chose to roar as the anthem was performed, not merely after it).