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Day 28: A song about, or mentioning, sports

As a life-long skate fan, I'm ecstatic that it's become an Olympic sport! The pace at which womens skateboarding is progressing is absolutely insane and reminiscent of the big boom in the late 80s/early 90s. Tricks are being invented and boundaries being erased. Arisa Trew recently, at only 14 years old and after skating for just 6 years, became the first woman to land a 900!

What a time to be alive!

OPM - Heaven is a Halfpipe

 
Day 28: A song about, or mentioning, sports

As a life-long skate fan, I'm ecstatic that it's become an Olympic sport! The pace at which womens skateboarding is progressing is absolutely insane and reminiscent of the big boom in the late 80s/early 90s. Tricks are being invented and boundaries being erased. Arisa Trew recently, at only 14 years old and after skating for just 6 years, became the first woman to land a 900!

What a time to be alive!

OPM - Heaven is a Halfpipe

I am the same way with surfing. I got off work yesterday, put on the CBC (thank you, VPN, for allowing me to avoid NBC), and watched hours of women's surfing from one of the premier surfing locations in the world. Stunning skill. I have said it before: if God exists, They are a surfer.
 
Day 28: A song about, or mentioning, sports

Hockey was the last of the self-regulating sports. It has been since the beginning, with rules about fighting codified since 1922. There are a couple of reasons why fighting is in the game. The first, and to my mind, crucial, is that these are big guys flying around with deadly weapons in their hands. Giving an allowable outlet that does very specifically doesn't involve hockey sticks keeps things more under control. The second reason is, as I said, self-regulation. There were players called "enforcers" or "goons." They were usually the biggest, toughest players on blades, and their role was to make sure the other team respected the rules. You go after a skill player, cheap shot him, try to hurt him? The enforcer would explain --painfully-- why that was a bad idea. Do something unsportsmanlike that gets missed or ignored? Enforcer. If the refs can't (or won't) regulate the game, the players can. And did.

The game changed and makes it safer in some ways --and I applaud the game being safer-- but decidedly less so in others. Without enforcers, the game is a little wilder, and some players take advantage and try to take it to the stars. What a lot of people don't understand is that goons weren't there to fight, they were there to protect their teammates through the threat of fighting. It is a subtle but important distinction.

Enter Buddy. This is a song written by Warren Zevon, who loves songs about interesting, off beat characters; and former sports writer Mitch Albom. It is about a Canadian farm boy who wants to be a great goalscorer, but makes it to the NHL by a different set of skills. He plays for twenty long years, but still wants to score, all the way to his final game. It also features Zevon's friend and talk show legend David Letterman.

"Hit Somebody! (The Hockey Song)," Warren Zevon, featuring David Letterman.


I am adding this one extra bit. Darren McCarty was one of the great enforcers for the Detroit Red Wings, when the era of enforcers were ending. A solid, all around player, he fully accepts he was seen as a goon. And here he is, scoring the championship clinching goal of the 1997 Stanley Cup Finals. It was a thing of beauty. Buddy would have been proud.
 
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Day 28: A song about, or mentioning, sports

Hockey was the last of the self-regulating sports. It has been since the beginning, with rules about fighting codified since 1922. There are a couple of reasons why fighting is in the game. The first, and to my mind, crucial, is that these are big guys flying around with deadly weapons in their hands. Giving an allowable outlet that does very specifically doesn't involve hockey sticks keeps things more under control. The second reason is, as I said, self-regulation. There were players called "enforcers" or "goons." They were usually the biggest, toughest players on blades, and their role was to make sure the other team respected the rules. You go after a skill player, cheap shot him, try to hurt him? Your enforcer would explain --painfully-- why that was a bad idea. Do something unsportsmanlike that gets missed or ignored? Enforcer. If the refs can't (or won't) regulate the game, the players can. And did.

The game changed and makes it safer in some ways --and I applaud the game being safer-- but decidedly less so in others. Without enforcers, the game is a little wilder, and some players take advantage and try to take it to the stars. What a lot of people don't understand is that goons weren't there to fight, they were there to protect their teammates thought the threat of fighting. It is a subtle but important distinction.

Enter Buddy. This is a song written by Warren Zevon, who loves songs about interesting, off beat characters; and former sports writer Mitch Albom. It is about a Canadian farm boy who wants to be a great goalscorer, but makes it to the NHL by a different set of skills. He plays for twenty long years, but still wants to score, all the way to his final game. It also features Zevon's friend and talk show legend David Letterman.

"Hit Somebody! (The Hockey Song)," Warren Zevon, featuring David Letterman.


I am adding this one extra bit. Darren McCarty was one of the great enforcers for the Detroit Red Wings, when the era of enforcers were ending. A solid, all around player, he fully accepts he was seen as a goon. And here he is, scoring the championship clinching goal of the 1997 Stanley Cup Finals. It was a thing of beauty. Buddy would have been proud.
I've never been a hockey fan, but the inherent violence always fascinated me, in some morbid way. My stepdad had the chance to meed Börje Salming once, when he was still healing from his famous facial wound in the 80s, and all he had to say about it was "oof".

There was a funny commercial back in the 90s, for the state owned gambling institution Oddset, where Micke Renberg and Tomas Sandström (hockey players) are comparing wounds in an elevator, and gradually keep taking off more and more clothes to show off their scars.

In walks Börje Salming in a tux, sneers, and Micke and Tomas immediately shut up in awe.

Hockey violence was freakin' gnarly.
 
I've never been a hockey fan, but the inherent violence always fascinated me, in some morbid way. My stepdad had the chance to meed Börje Salming once, when he was still healing from his famous facial wound in the 80s, and all he had to say about it was "oof".

There was a funny commercial back in the 90s, for the state owned gambling institution Oddset, where Micke Renberg and Tomas Sandström (hockey players) are comparing wounds in an elevator, and gradually keep taking off more and more clothes to show off their scars.

In walks Börje Salming in a tux, sneers, and Micke and Tomas immediately shut up in awe.

Hockey violence was freakin' gnarly.
I boxed, I wrestled, and I played inside linebacker through high school and (briefly) into college. I have a very firm understanding of the application of violence in a sports context.

And hockey players are still way out of my box. Seeing a guy take a skate to a face in the first period and then skate back out in the third with new thread is just the most..."gnarly" works. Utterly gnar, but there you are.
 
Seeing a guy take a skate to a face in the first period and then skate back out in the third with new thread is just the most..."gnarly" works. Utterly gnar, but there you are.
Brings to mind Buck Shelford, rugby player who got stomped in the balls, ripping his scrotum wide open. Walked off, got stitched back up, and finished the game. Some people are just built differently 😳
 
Day 28: A song about, or mentioning, sports

Long distance runner
Are you moving any closer to health?
One forever summer
No slow trombone, no notes to yourself
Loneliness written in the road
Loneliness written
It's the only
Is it the only thing you know?


Loneliness of the Long Distance Runner - September 67

 
Day 28: A song about, or mentioning, sports

Long distance runner
Are you moving any closer to health?
One forever summer
No slow trombone, no notes to yourself
Loneliness written in the road
Loneliness written
It's the only
Is it the only thing you know?


Loneliness of the Long Distance Runner - September 67

I was expecting Iron Maiden. Then i was expecting a Maiden cover. Then i was confused, and then i fell in love 😍

This led me down a rabbit hole of charlottesville music, short stories, and cult classics.

Thank you. This was wonderful.
 
I was expecting Iron Maiden. Then i was expecting a Maiden cover. Then i was confused, and then i fell in love 😍

This led me down a rabbit hole of charlottesville music, short stories, and cult classics.

Thank you. This was wonderful.
The title, and the Iron Maiden (UP THE IRONS! Sorry...) song are both from a 60s British movie, based on a 50's short story by Alan Sillitoe. The Maiden song is about the story, the September 67 doesn't appear to be (though I like it).

The short story is outstanding, by the by. You should read it.
 
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