caroljane

Lord Stanley Round 2 2018

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I like Nashville, I love Jets.

at least they're not the NJ Nets

or the new-minted New York Mets, 

so broken-hearted in Toronto,

I must live, though I don't want to,

therefore must I place my bet

 (if I don't ask I'll never get)

and pin my heart upon PK

but my scant money on Laine.

O hockey gods,  whom there's no pleasing,

when will you cease divinely teasing?

 

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A shootout, I may not survive, if I don't ,  give the 1990 signed Canada Cup poster to cousin Donald.  NO RELATION!!!

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I said  (I thought it was here, but obviously not) that I can't find any pleasure in the anguish of the defeated,  and watching Pekka Rinne bearing that anguish so manfully, brought tears to my eyes. And the stoicism of the handshake.

It is an enforced hypocrisy, I suppose.  Inside just wild beasts who would rather die or kill than be constrained  to shake hands with those who defeated them, or tried to defeat them.

Outside, true men to admire, and support.

It is a discipline which the practitioners of supposedly higher pursuits, like politics,  have gleefully abandoned,  to their degradation. 

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"Breathes there the man with soul so dead, who never to himself has said---

this is my own, my native game!

 

Can't watch the Winnipeg joy or the Vegas justified pride, there is a limit to how much I can cry before the series even starts. Cannot think of a player on either team I do not admire with all my might.  

Games started in antiquity as honour to the gods, and they continue tonight in then-unimagined North America, wreathed already in glory.

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Carol Jane quoted: "Breathes there the man with soul so dead, who never to himself has said--- this is my own, my native game!

Born Free (1967) - ANDY WILLIAMS

Born free, as free as the wind blows
As free as the grass grows
Born free to follow your heart

Live free and beauty surrounds you
The world still astounds you
Each time you look at a star

Stay free, where no walls divide you
You're free as the roaring tide
So there's no need to hide

Born free, and life is worth living
But only worth living
'Cause you're born free . . . .

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