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Bell Number Eight?

Hard to believe that seeing a game at the Bell Centre only ranks number 8 behind Minnesota, Washington, Winnipeg, Tampa Bay, Philadelphia, St. Louis, and New York, but that’s what the Stadium Journey people have decided in their new 2014 rankings.

I was sure there was no better experience than being at the Bell. In fact I’m still sure, regardless of what they say. Number 8 definitely beats Ottawa though, which comes in at a dismal 29th.

Here’s the link with new ratings for all the barns – Stadium Journey Arena Rankings.

Danno Van Gogh

Danno’s beginning to come into his own as an online technical thingamabobby creator, something I know nothing about but wish I did.

He sent this after game one. The $21,273 represents a dollar from every person at the Bell Centre, so on Tuesday when the series shifts to Montreal, bring your buck.

Coincidently, $21,273 is almost to the penny what it costs a group of six to park near the Bell and buy several beer at the game.

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Habs Continue To Roll

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Left to right – Danno’s brother Bob, Danno’s dad Frank, me in the black vest, and Danno.

The Canadiens jumped into a 3-0 lead but only seconds after I let the “shutout” word slip out of my mouth because I was feeling confident and slightly tipsy, the Red Wings scored twice in 36 seconds, added another five minutes later, and the game was suddenly tied.

Only because I said the “s’ word.

But the Canadiens would score two more, win the game before a loud and enthusiastic crowd at the Bell Centre, and with that and the chance to spend some quality time with Danno and his dad and brother, the evening was just fantastic.

Now though, I need my bed. I’ll continue this later.

A Gift From Danno

About six months ago Danno emailed me and said he and his dad and brother were coming to Montreal from Ottawa by train to see the Detroit-Montreal game on April 5th.

AND HE SAID HE HAD A TICKET FOR ME!

I’ll be at the game with Danno and his family!

I really only know Danno from this blog, although I met him and his wife in an Ottawa pub a few years ago. He’s come to this site for years, he encourages me, we’ve spoken by phone several times, and he’s been a great friend.

Now this. A ticket to the game, an Original Six matchup, and an important game for both teams.

Just a kind and  awesome gesture by Danno to do this. I can’t properly describe what it means to me.

Looking for a big win tonight to make Danno, his dad, and me very happy. (His brother’s a Red Wings fan so I’m hoping for a great game and a loss for him).

Go Habs. Play hard, don’t get hurt, and if Habs equipment manager Pierre Gervais needs help with the sticks, I’ll be in the building to lend a helping hand.

 

 

 

Thump, Thump, Thump

The Bell Centre is certainly a fine place to see a hockey game. Lively and knowlegeable fans, lots of banners in the rafters, the big CHs at centre ice, Habs jerseys everywhere.

Joie de vivre all around. Go Habs go!

Great to be at. Sensational when the team wins. The best rink on the planet to see a game.

But is the techno music ever freaking loud in there. Maybe it’s why aging ex-Habs aren’t always seen now. They’re probably either at home or in the alumni room, where they can hear themselves think.

Thump, thump, thump, assaulting the eardrums, blasting away. Parents put ear protection on their kids. Adults should wear them too.  The Bell should hand out ear plugs to fans coming in.

I wouldn’t be surprised if those scanned Forum pictures on the walls start falling down.

How come there’s no Stompin’ Tom anymore? How come it has to be this nightclub techno stuff? Stuff that doesn’t stir the soul. Or my soul at least.

I’m sure I’m completely unhip about this. But I’ve done my share of cranking up the tunes, sometimes maybe even causing slight tidal waves on Lake Couchiching. But that was in rooms with not a hockey game within miles.

Am I just too uncool for words?

And while I’m at it – how come I don’t see any programs now?

Now if you’ll excuse me, I need to loosen my suspenders, crank up my Al Jolson’s Greatest Hits album on the fancy phonograph, and groove in the rocking chair until it’s time for my nap.

 

 

For Whom The Bell Tolls

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Terrific review of the Bell Centre and the area in Montreal around it, from a monthly publication, Stadium Journey Magazine, which publishes reviews of sports stadiums from around the world.

They’ve been busy. To date they’ve reviewed 1,729 different stadiums in 37 countries.

That’s a lot of stadiums.

Here’s the link – Stadium Journey. They break down the Bell, including the beer, food, atmosphere, some obstructed areas in the nosebleeds, prices, the great fans, and lots more.

And a small sampling of their review:

Montréal is a city that truly knows how to embrace the joie de vivre; the joy of living. It is a city that has so much to do, and for hockey fans, seeing the Canadiens play should be high on the list. Don’t be put off by fans who lament the new arena in comparison to the old Forum. The Centre Bell is a rarity in the modern world of sport in that it is truly home to the Canadiens and to no other team. This is an arena that has worn off its new-arena smell and has worked its way into the magnificent history it does so well to showcase.

Fourth Line’s Turn

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Brandon Prust, Ryan White, and Travis Moen enjoyed a fine game Saturday night as the Canadiens downed the Buffalo Sabres 3-2 in front of folks of all ages, sizes, religious beliefs, good hair, bad hair, and Luci and I.

How nice it is to see the fourth line chip in in a big way. If the guys with good hands aren’t getting it done, the grinders step up. That’s how teams win. When the usual suspects are flat, others aren’t. It’s why teams are called teams.

And even though the boys could have easily blown it to the basement dwelling Sabres, they didn’t, which is the bottom line.

Five straight wins. They’ve caught Pittsburgh in the east for top of the pops. Winning while not exactly setting the world on fire. I wish we were still downtown right now celebrating.

Personally speaking, what an excellent day. This is what living in Montreal can be about. If you want my advice, I say move to Montreal. How hard could it be? Just do it and then we can all eat smoked meat and get lost together.

A fine day, capped off by the Habs winning. I just wish I could figure out a straight and easy route back to the south shore. It seems I can’t, no matter how many times I try.

We parked under the Sun Life Building ($7) early in the afternoon, walked down Ste. Catherines Streets to Bishop, had a Guinness at the Irish Embassy Pub, then headed to the gigantic Bay where I sat in women’s wear for 45 minutes while Luci checked things out, and I have to tell you, if you think it’s a piece of cake hanging out in the bra department, then you’ve never done it.

It sounds good but trust me, it’s not.

Being in this women’s world is like being on a different planet. Women all over the place, strolling around with underwear in their hands. It’s not something I want to do again anytime soon. I’m still recovering.

So many different kinds of brassieres hanging all over the place. Hundreds of them. Like walking in to a Nevada brothel. Or Kim Kardashian’s closet.

After the Bay, it was over to Reuben’s for smoked meat, then down to the Bell Centre to chat with scalpers where we got an idea of things, didn’t rush into anything, left and sat in McLean’s Pub for awhile where we came up with a plan of attack.

Then we went back and scored two tickets in the last row of the section 103, close to cost price, and which were near the blueline with the steps to our seats right in front of us so we had nobody blocking our view and could even stretch our legs.

Something like what flying first class must be all about.

Going to the Bell might be old hat for you, but not for us, mainly because we lived 3000 miles away up until recently. But it was a beautiful evening, the boys won, and I don’t care that P.K. has seen much better nights and the team in general looked quite lousy. At least we saw them lousy live.

It’s two points, and we savored the experience from start to finish – the siren, the anthem, the sound of puck hitting stick and boards, the crazy bunch up in the nosebleeds, the flag kids, the sights and smells all around us, the salty popcorn, and for me – the abundance of urinals in the men’s room not far away.

Random Notes:

Andrei Markov seemed to hurt his knee but finished the game. But it was scary to see and hopefully he doesn’t wake up tomorrow and it’s ballooned to twice the size.

Buffalo outshot Canadiens 25-19. The Sabres’ second goal saw a guy named Girgensons waltz around P.K. with the greatest of ease. P.K. also took a “holding the stick” penalty which is an infraction that makes me cringe. Hate those penalties. C’mon P.K., smarten up.

Brandon Prust and Tomas Plekanec both had a goal and assist, Travis Moen had a couple of assists, Ryan White added an assist, and Alex Galchenyuk scored the winner which caused a young lady above us to scream like she was at a Beatles concert.

Next up – Kings on Tuesday at the Bell, which should prove interesting. Will the Canadiens pick their game up a notch or two? And who will be the next lucky couple to sit in section 103, row w, seats 3 and 4?

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Have Money, Have Rink

Habs lace ‘em up on Wednesday at the Scotiabank Saddledome, formerly the Pengrowth Saddledome, formerly Canadian Airlines Saddledome, formerly Olympic Saddledome.

In Ottawa, the Senators play at Canadian Tire Centre, formerly Scotiabank Place, formerly the Corel Centre, formerly the Palladium.

It’s out of control. Just get someone with tons of money to back the rink for a lifetime and be done with it. Like Justin Bieber or Miley Cyrus.

“Flames are at home Wednesday at the old Miley Cyrus to host the visiting Habs, led by the NHL’s second star of the week, Lars Eller, who totalled  five points in two games. Meanwhile in Kanata, the Senators held a light skate at the Bieb before heading to the airport to battle the Kings at the Kardashian in L.A.”

“On tonight’s agenda, the Devils are at the P. Diddy in Edmonton while the Panthers takes on new Philly coach Craig Berube and his Flyers at the Jay-Z, which should really be rappin’ tonight. The Habs don’t return to the Kane until ten days from now and insiders say league officials are concerned that Mr. Kane will have died of old age by then and are looking at Paul McCartney for a new name possibility.”

“The Bruins remain idle until Thursday when the Avalanche visit Boston’s brand new Charles Manson Center.”

Random Note:

Max Pacioretty has a sore wrist but is with the team for the Western jaunt. My son lives just up the hill from the Miley Cyrus if Max remains on the shelf and would like to play some cribbage while in Cowtown.