After some careful consideration and thought, I don't much see the point of maintaining this site. Not that it's a big deal, but I figure, for the sake of clarity, should you stumble across this blog at some point in the future (provided the robots haven't risen up and eradicated us all) a neat and tidy ending would be helpful.
I'm still blabbing on about hockey ad nauseam, but, you could say, the address has changed. I do most (OK, all) of my hockey talk on Pension Plan Puppets now. If you're a Leafs fan in particular, or a hockey fan in general, you should stop in and check it out.
Thanks for dropping by, and giving me the encouragement I needed. Truth be told, I was never much of a sports guy growing up. I didn't really pay much attention to hockey until NHL92 came out on the Sega Genesis. Then, the Leafs playoff run came in '93 and I could honestly be considered a Leafs fan. However, I moved to California in 1994, and I still reside here today.
California is a lot of things, but hockey hot bed is not one of them, and certainly not in 1994. Distance made my heart grow fonder for all things hockey and I found my self paying more and more attention to the league as a whole and not just the Leafs. I payed exorbitant prices for tickets whenever the Leafs came through the state. I found myself watching more and more hockey, Leaf related or not. In short, I became a fan of the game.
I started writing as a means to exercise my creative muscles. Two things interest me most in life, hockey and music, and not always in that order. This blog began as an outlet for my hockey centric rants. A few of you have stopped in over the months and had kind words to say. Thanks for that. From the bottom of my heart. I never really brought much more to the table when it comes to hockey blogs, but I felt welcomed and encouraged. So I plugged on. Ranting about how, as a fan, things made me feel. Were you looking for numbers and facts, this probably wasn't the place for you.
I'm not a stats guy. Despite a lot of insistence to the contrary in hockey circles, I still think goals are where it's at. I love seeing them scored, and I love seeing guys act like a kid on Christmas morning when they do. It's a beautiful sight of unrehearsed and pure joy. Don't believe me? Watch this and try not to smile...
Hugs and kisses
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