This fellow wearing the Expos hat is Marc Gravel, manager of the Red Rock bar and eatery in the heart of the Sunset Strip in West Hollywood.
I’d been told by a customer as Luciena and I sat drinking beer on sale for half price, and eating natchos smothered in chicken, that I should talk to Marc because he’s such a big Habs fan, and the guy was right.
Originally from Montreal, Marc’s been a huge Habs fan all his life, is disappointed the team isn’t playing in LA this season, and has high hopes for the upcoming season “They’re picked for third in their division” he mentioned, “and it’s too bad Boston is picked ahead of them. But we’ll see. A lot depends on Carey Price.”
Marc’s been in Hollywood for 14 years, and although his folks are still back in Montreal, says the California weather agrees with him and he’s also able to surf. Montreal is a lot of things, but just not a surfing town. The St. Lawrence just can’t bring up the big waves, I suppose.
Marc also promised to read my blog.
The Red Rock is a curious place. One of the bartenders is from Vancouver and sadly, cheers for the Canucks. And another bartender, a lovely lady, is from Toronto. She never mentioned if she was a Leaf fan, but should we be surprised?
Sitting next to us as we gulped down food and drink were three Los Angeles cops, in for a nice break and a glimpse at Monday night football. And wouldn’t you know it, halfway through their meal their radios squawked and they were out of the place like a shot out of hell, into their cruisers parked in front, lights suddenly flashing, a quick u-turn on the Strip, and off to battle bad guys or chicks gone wild.
They didn’t even pay for their meals.
I’d also been on the hunt for someone wearing a Habs jersey in West Hollywood and the closest I got was a guy at the Red Rock wearing a New York Jets jersey with the name Price on it. Does that count?