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Signing Bonus

What a nice group of important signatures on this sheet that I managed to get my grubby hands on recently, had them authenticated, and now are mine.

A page consisting of:


The one and only Danny Gallivan. (Until now I’d never seen a Danny Gallivan autograph although there must be some floating around considering he did a lot of banquets and charity events, especially in the Maritimes.

Dave Balon, who passed away in 2007 after a 30-year battle with MS.

Max Bentley, The “Dipsy Doodle Dandy from Delisle”, inducted into the Hall of Fame in 1966.

GordieVic Howe
Gordie Howe and his brother Vic. Vic played 33 games with the New York Rangers in the early-1950s.

John Ferguson, who needs no introduction.

Clarence Campbell, former league prez, inducted into the HOF in 1966.

Bill Hicke, former Hab who died of cancer in 2005.

Garry Peters
Garry Peters, a Canadien for 17 games in the mid-1960s.

Plus these cool dudes –

John Bucyk – inducted into the Hall of Fame in 1981
Pierre Pilote – inducted 1975
Johnny Bower – inducted 1976
Alex Delvecchio – inducted 1977

And two great defencemen-
Jim Neilson
Doug Barkley


Who’s On First?

A fun little contest is going on at Informed Bet that I think you might like. Try guessing which player on Detroit, Washington, Montreal, Philadelphia, LA, and Chicago scores their team’s first goal in the opening round and some cool autographed items can be won from Guy Lafleur, Steve Shutt, Frank Mahovlich, Bernie Parent, Marcel Dionne, Kevin Hatcher and Pierre Pilote.

You need to also give some sort of time and period of the goals in case several people guess the same player.

I’m going to give it a shot and thought you might want to also. However, at this point I’m not sure I’ll be choosing Hal Gill or Scott Gomez to open it up for the Habs.

Just send them a message by clicking on the “contact” box at the top right of their page. Are you choosing Gill or Gomez? Maybe Gill?

Kane Scores Overtime Cup Winner

I always wanted to say that – “Kane Scores Overtime Cup Winner.”  Unfortunately, in real life it was Patrick Kane, not me.

The Chicago Blackhawks are the new champions of hockey on the strength of Kane’s slightly-soft goal that found its way through Michael Leighton, and have finally put to bed the “haven’t won since 1961” label. It’s a team of Kane and Toews and Byfuglien and Keith and Seabrooke instead of Hull and Mikita and Pilote and Wharram and Vasko, and these young fellows are now the toast of the Windy City.

Forty-nine years is a long time to go between championship heroes. Montreal will be ending an 18-year drought next year and that’ll be long enough.

It’s a good, young team, these Hawks, and most expected them to beat the Philadelphia Flyers and they did, although the Flyers hung in there and almost added to their miraculous fairy tale that saw them rally from a 3-0 deficit against Boston and become only the third team in history to pull this off.

So good for the Flyers. But they also eliminated the Habs so I’m not going to get carried away with any gushing praise.

Random Notes;

Watching the Flyers go down the corridor to the ice before the game made me think of the Habs and how fantastic it would have been if it was them instead of Philly.

The refs were calling borderline penalties for most of the first half of the game, then put the whistle away. One would think that maybe, just maybe, these zebras got a special call from their superiors telling them to cool it because they were ruining a special night.

Tomorrow I tell you about my Marian Hossa movie script idea that is now on the scrap heap.

Shoot Out In Windy City

It was 6-5 Hawks with five minutes to go when I left the house and went on a massive several-mile walk to see my buddy play drums with the Blues Busters at a watering hole in the nearby Historic Townsite of Powell River. So at this writing, I don’t even know how the game ended up.

All I know is, Flyers goalie Michael Leighton, who stoned the Habs with three shutouts in that series, was pulled in the second period of this game one when the Hawks scored the fifth time, and Antti Niemi in goal for Chicago wasn’t any better.

It’s slightly difficult for me to babble on about teams other than the Habs because frankly, I have no affection for any team in the league and I don’t think I’ve ever chosen one over another in a playoff battle that the Habs weren’t part of.

I don’t care at all that Chicago is an original six team. Hell, when the Hawks beat Montreal in 1961 I could barely stand it and wished Bobby Hull, Stan Mikita, Ken Wharram, Pierre Pilote and the rest would just go away and never come back.

And the Flyers? The only thing that makes me smile about Philadelphia is the time Mike Williamson and I, on our way to the Atlantic City Pop Festival in 1969, climbed an outside set of stairs at Philadelphia City Hall and smoked a joint at the top. Otherwise, forget about it. Everyone from the sign man to Kate Smith to the original Broad St. Bullies and Sylvester Stallone.

Whoever wins, fine. Wouldn’t mind seeing some good fights, though.