It’s Still Brad Marchand’s Month

Earlier, we covered the first half(ish) of Marchand’s goals during his streak.  And no, not the kind of streak in your pants; Brad Marchand was on a goal scoring streak with 13 goals in 13 games.  While we finishing reliving his streak, try not to focus on the fact that he’ll be due for a pay raise after next season.  Also, put your feet up! Relax! Don’t take yourself too seriously.  The world is too tough as it is, so go ahead and enjoy yourself.

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Father Time Always Wins – Part 1

It’s comforting, knowing that some things never change.  

The big maple tree in your front yard; knowing that your mom will always cook you a homemade meal; your high school crush still isn’t into you; or that your favorite athlete is going to be playing on your favorite team on gameday.  I still have several comforts like that.  There’s the family barn, built in 1896.  There’s the worn out, stained sweatshirt I wear every Saturday.  I still visit my mother every other week (or so) for dinner, and it’s always better than anything I’ve ever cooked.

But there have also been changes that I never thought I would see happen.  The big maple tree in front of my grandmother’s old farmhouse is gone; cut down by my father and I a few years ago.  That same farmhouse with the flower wallpaper, yellow cabinets, the pantry that hid the oatmeal cream pies, and the pea-green refrigerator with string cheese in the freezer has been completely renovated since she passed away.  Now, I live there.  Brett Favre, the iron-man who’s youthful smile got me into football, retired a couple of times. I guess he decided sitting on his wrangler jean money was better than getting his brain knocked around for a few more years.

And now? The next familiar face to emulate the Titanic, both in size and form?

Zdeno Chara.


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