It's friday, in about three hours I'll go play hockey. I will offer some thoughts I've been kicking around in my head...
I've been thinking about different guys styles of play:
I like the way TJ receives a pass.
I appreciate how Roger can stick-handle.
Chip and Sidney, NS can skate rings around us.
With Big Jim, it was always his physical game.
For some reason, Jim and I always played pick-up hockey on opposing sides. I always liked positioning myself in front of the net against Jim. I'm no shrimp (6'2"), but Jim was BIG (6'6"?). There's a thing about aggression and being physical on the ice. We don't allow hitting in stick-and-puck, but if you know I guy, a certain amount of physical interplay is tolerated, even encouraged. Jim and I knew each other well enough that we would permit jabs, cross-checks, jockeying-for-position in front of the net. Apart from Big-Rich, Jim was the only guy with whom I had that kind of interplay.
Hockey-talk. That's how I knew Jim...
And that's really all I know.
Ce blogue est une investigation de le meurtre de ma soeur, Theresa Allore. Il y a 30 ans Theresa est mort aux secteurs de Compton, Sherbrooke et Lennoxville, Québec.
Life isn't fair, Justice is blind... and dysfunctional, and some cops aren't smart and dedicated like on tv.
Si vous avez information contact Sue Sutherland: CP 45 Succursale Lennoxville, Sherbrooke J1M 1Z3,Canada:firstname.lastname@example.org Tel: 514-264-7830
Friday, May 20, 2005