Tag Archives: Sandy Koufax

Darth Does A Devil

Darth has sent over a legendary Devil to join his super cool and ever-growing library.

This one is of a guy Darth says should’ve been a Hab. A Montreal boy whose dad was the Canadiens official photographer for many years.

Definitely, Martin Brodeur would have been a sensational fit for the Canadiens. He’s been playing since 1993 and so for the first three years he’d have to be elsewhere until Patrick Roy left in ’96, and then in a perfect world, the team would have had the future Hall of Famer all those years until young Carey Price  grew up and arrived on the scene.

Here’s Darth’s Martin Brodeur, along with his other Dartharians.

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Old Habs fan

LARSELLER

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Another Darth Dandy!

Darth’s newest, this one of the kids Gallagher and Galchenyuk, joins his sensational library.

Here they are, the whole bunch up till now, in all their splendor.

Thanks Darth. Keep ‘em coming.

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Binder Power

Baseball has its dog days of summer, but so does hockey. The Canadiens haven’t played a game since losing 6-1 to the Ottawa Senators on May 9 in the opening round of the playoffs, bowing out four games to one in the process.  If my math is right, that’s 64 days ago.

It’s been a long time, and it’ll be a while yet before the puck is dropped for real again. And I’ve never come to grips with losing the Expos. It still hurts, and I’ve tried to revert to my childhood team, the L.A. Dodgers, but without Sandy Koufax and Don Drysdale, it just hasn’t been the same.

So I go to my binders and start pulling stuff out.

My brother used to be the bass player in country singer Michelle Wright’s band. He and Michelle ended up living together and had a place in Nashville, although things, as they tend to do, came to an abrupt end and my brother now has a wife and daughter and moved on a long time ago from those days.

Michelle would sometimes send me things, and today I found this as I was going through old binders.

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Darth’s Done Another!

Darth isn’t happy with his new piece of art, but I think it’s fantastic. If I wanted a picture of Carey Price that looked exactly like him, I’d buy a photograph.

I like this much better. And I love what he did with the crest in the background.

What a Darth library we have here!

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Darth Serves Up Some DD

Darth’s newest masterpiece is David Desharnais, which now joins his ever-growing gallery of exceptional works of art. Darth is a very talented dude, and it’s always my pleasure to post his remarkable creations.

Desharnais’s a player who needs to pick things up a notch in this postseason. We need all hands on deck.

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Game Day – And Darth Sends A Flyer

I really admire Darth. For the sake of his art, he’s strayed from Habs players (and Sandy Koufax), and ventured into enemy territory, with his latest being Wayne Simmonds of the Philadelphia Flyers.

I think it’s a tremendous job Darth has done of this talented Flyers power forward, and it’s a real nice library we’re building of Darth creations here.

It’s Habs and Flyers, tonight at the Bell.

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AlexGalchenyuk

Darth’s Newest!

Darth sends his newest creation, an image he describes as almost cartoony, of our great young rookie Alex Galchenyuk, and it fits in wonderfully with his previous works of art below it.

It’s always a good day when a Darth piece shows up, and of course his latest is just beautiful. The portfolio is growing nicely.

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Finally Seeing Dodger Stadium

It took awhile, 50 years in fact, but I finally saw a game at Dodgers Stadium. Talk about crossing something off the bucket list.

When I was a kid I thought Los Angeles was just one big ‘Leave It To Beaver’ set, with peaceful, crime-free and clean streets, where bikini-clad Annette Funicello-types danced around bongo-playing surfers on nearby beaches, and where everybody’s houses were nicer than my house. It took me a few years but I found out I was slightly off on all this.

But I always knew, without question, that the ballpark was the real deal.

I originally wanted to go to Dodger Stadium mostly, I think, because there were palm trees in the background, behind the outfield bleachers. And I guess the fact that the team had Sandy Koufax and Don Drysdale back then, along with speedy Maury Wills, big 6’7″ Frank Howard at first base, and kindly old Walter Alston calling the shots. That was then, but long after these guys had called it quits, the place still held huge mystique for me. And last month I finally went.

Dodger Stadium is a real big-league ballpark, a beautiful place to see a game, unlike that cavernous echo chamber in Montreal named Olympic Stadium. Maybe if Montreal had the stadium L.A. has, the Expos might still be there.

On the night we were at the place, which is also called Chavez Ravine, the Dodgers were trying to catch the Cardinals for a NL wild-card spot, but the Cards disappointed most of the 43,309 fans by squeaking out a 2-1 win and making things very difficult for the Dodger’s postseason hopes. But being given nice fleece Dodgers blankets on our way in softened the blow, and the seats, somewhat.

Random Notes:

IndyCar driver Helio Castroneves threw out the first pitch and did a lousy job of it, bouncing one in. And the 22 oz. beer was ten bucks, which of course was way too much. The popcorn was ten bucks too.