The Diachronic Barber Pole Observations of a Recovering Hockey Exile

Colorado Musings and In-Game Scribbles

October 15, 2009, by Homme De Sept-Iles

Just over five minutes left. Hunger. Ice-tracks. Roughness. Moen nails Foote. Crowd loves it. Now Laraque is trying a one-hand back-hand wraparound and is taken down. This one could have been called. Crowd sounds unruly. Booing is scattered but breakless now and the crowd is cheering three different chants. Chaos on the ice reflects the crowd’s anger and unease. Just adrenalin and effort from both teams. Goals come from these heartbeast moments.