Remember when you were a kid, and you thought you could really influence whether the Habs won or not? If you wore your special sweater for every game without exception or wished on your birthday candles, the Habs would do well. And everything reminded you of them.
I remember in 1986, listening to the games with my ear pressed to a scratchy, fading radio signal, transmitted to me in French through a college station's receiver that picked it up from Montreal. That was on game nights. During the day, and on off-nights, I was just as obsessed, and everything seemed to me to be connected to hockey and the Habs. I used to sit in my room, listening to "Eye of the Tiger," because it reminded me of the Canadiens and their Cup drive. Hero shows on TV, rock music on the radio, the great, energetic spring weather...everything seemed connected to the Habs. It was like being in love.
Of course, when you're a kid, you've got lots of time to be obsessed. When you grow up, there are other things you need to worry about...friends, work, committments, kids of your own...so you never get that all-consuming involvement with the team again in quite the same way. You might love it as much, but you don't throw your soul into it like you used to when you were young.
Still, at this time of year, with a good team on the ice and hope still burning, you'll hear something...a song, a bit of poetry, a speech in a movie...that reminds you of Les Boys and their mission. And you get just a little bit more pumped. I heard this one today, the new Great Big Sea single, and I thought of the Habs. So I thought I'd pass it on for your enjoyment, and inspiration, on the opening day of round two.