Wednesday, December 31, 2008

Commit to the Indian





This was sent to me by a fellow hockey fan. I thought I'd pass it along. Thanks Richie for sharing this.....
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In the middle of a grueling six game road trip where a very young hockey
team is away from home, the third game of the trip ends late on a cold
Canadian Saturday night. This is the only break on the trip and the three
days between games allow them the only break to get back home in their own
beds for a couple of days before going back on the road. A scheduled
commercial flight waits for them at Toronto's International Airport for the
short flight home; they could be home by midnight. This plane departs on
schedule, but without a single member of the hockey team.
Back in the locker room a vote was taken after the game was complete, and a
unanimous decision was made by this young team to skip this flight and stay
one more day. They make arrangements to check back in the hotel and on a
frozen Sunday morning charter two buses that have no heat and begin a
journey two hours straight north into a sparsely inhabited Canada, where
hockey is its passion. They arrive at their destination to the surprise of
the team's general manager who is there attending his father's wake.
After a few emotional hours, this team boards the buses and heads back on
the two-hour trip back to Toronto. On the way they ask the drivers to stop
in a tiny Canadian town because they are hungry. To the shock of the
patrons and workers at this small hockey town McDonald's, a professional
team walks out of two rickety buses and into the restaurant, which just
happens to have pictures of two members of this team on its wall.
The patrons know every single one of these players by sight, being fanatic
fans of hockey in these parts. One can only imagine the amazement of the
locals seeing an entire professional hockey team sit down and have a meal
in their tiny little town in the middle of a hockey season. After a while
they board the buses and catch their same flight 24 hours later, giving one
day to their general manager.
Have I made this up, is this an excerpt from some fictional book? No this a
true story of the Blackhawks on the night they decided to attend Dale
Tallon's father's funeral. It's amazing that such a good story can be
found almost nowhere on the internet, and not even mentioned in the Chicago
papers. Had one of the Blackhawks got into a fight and punched some
drunken loser in a Toronto bar it would be plastered all over papers and
the television.
This being said, its hard to imagine any professional football, basketball
or baseball team doing this, but the members of the Blackhawks claim any
hockey team would have done this, and I believe that to be true. This is
one reason I continue to be a big hockey fan, and another reason I am
excited about this Chicago team.
I thought I would share as this story appears to have gone mostly

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