Friday, May 15, 2026
Brainiacs
Thursday, May 14, 2026
For Want of a Nail
For want of a rider, the battle was lost;
For want of a battle, the kingdom was lost,
And all for the want of a horseshoe nail.
Saturday, May 9, 2026
A Midnight Conversation
The Scene: a darkened Montreal cathedral on a quiet night in May.
(A man dressed all in black approaches furtively, glancing over his shoulder before slipping through an unlocked door and stealthily advancing up the aisle to kneel before the altar. Flickering candlelight faintly illuminates the space. Is it a penitent? The Phantom of the Opera? A member of Dan Brown's Illuminati? The kneeling form draws back its hood to reveal a worried-looking Cole Caufield.)
Caufield: Um, Lord? God? God?? Are you there?
(silence)
Caufield: Hey, God? Okay, look.. I don't know if you really hang out here or not, but I thought it couldn't hurt to try.
The Almighty: (sighs) Hello Cole. Are you back to ask for "just five more inches" again? I thought I've made it pretty clear it's not going to happen. You don't just add a few inches when you're 25 years old. Sheeesh. Even my guys in Turkey couldn't pull that off. Go home to bed, kid. I've got real games to fix.
Caufield: Ha! I KNEW it! I knew You decide which players are the most deserving and you reward them for their dedication, loyalty and honesty. I KNEW it wasn't all for nothing.
God: Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! That's not what I'm saying, kid. I don't care who wins. I just care who covers the spread. This portion of this sacred petition is sponsored by Bet365.
Caufield: (impatiently) No, no! God, WHY would you do this? You gave me adversity and I overcame it. You gave me talent and I used it. Why take it away from me now?
God: Would it help if I told you it's a test? That when you finally DO score it'll feel so much better? That you'll appreciate it even more?
Caufield: No! I don't need a test! I need a goal! Please, God, you have to help me.
God: (in a thundering voice) I am displeased by you, Cole.
Caufield: But WHY? What did I do?
God: Oh, for Me's sake! I've given you all you need. You have vision, brains, speed and skill. I have blessed you with charisma and wealth. I have bestowed upon you an ability to laser a hockey puck with the precision of a butterfly's heart surgeon. I've made you invisible to the defenders' naked eye. I even sent one of My angels to coach you. Why do you always ask for more? This is the sin of greed!
Caufield: But Lord, You're the one who MADE me want more! You gave me drive and passion and ambition. Why would you do that if you wanted me to settle for ordinary? You're more confusing than NHL reffing.
God: Hey! Low blow, kid! I am mysterious. They are blind. Anyway, you're right. Forget what I said. It's all bullshit. Go out and do your thing. Grab everything you can. (silence ensues. Caufield doesn't move. God sighs) Now what, Cole?
Caufield: Just one goal, Lord. I know the flow will come if I can get just one. Can't You push a shot a bit so it bounces in? Or maybe You could make Lyon go blind, just for a second? Could You send a plague or something, just as a distraction?
God: No! There will be no plague!!
Caufield: Just a little one? Only a few locusts?
God: (wearily) Go home, Cole. Trust yourself.
Caufield: (chastened) Yes, Lord. Thank you, Lord. Could I just ask...
God: NOOO!
Caufield: Okay, okay! I'm leaving. I'll think about what you said.
(Caufield trudges back down the aisle and leaves the church, checking for observers as he goes. Inside, the twin doors of the confessional creak open. Nick Suzuki and Juraj Slafkovsky ease out into the dim nave, grin and fist bump.)
Slaf: Do you think he bought it?
Suzuki: For sure! He's so superstitious. Back in camp, I took him to a fortune teller in Old Montreal. I gave her a note with her "prediction" on it. She told him her spirit guide was feeling something about the number 50 and did that number mean anything to him. He said maybe it might. She was quick on her feet. She said she saw him surrounded by smiling people, being treated like a hero, and it all had to do with the number 50. And, you know what happened next!
Slaf: Suzy! You're so sneaky! I bet you "god" gives Cole a goal next game.
Suzuki: All part of being the captain, my friend. You find out what guys need, and you help if you can.
(The linemates leave the building and start walking down the street. A minute passes in silence.)
Slaf: Hey, Suzy? Did you ever make me think you were God?
Suzuki: (smiling) If I did, did it work?
(Suzuki walks away as Slafkovky look after him, wondering.)
Wednesday, May 6, 2026
The Once
And you'll never believe
But you should
That it'll never get easy but but baby
Its gonna get good."
Monday, May 4, 2026
Plays Well With Others
Friday, May 1, 2026
Heroes of '86: Brian Skrudland, the Nine-Second Hero
If you Google Brian Skrudland's name now, the second result that pops up is "Brian Skrudland OT goal." Forty years after he scored his first NHL playoff goal, it's still the moment for which he's best remembered.
"First of all, what the heck was I doing on the ice was what most Habs fans would say," Skrudland laughs. "And flanked by second-year Mike McPhee and first-year Mike Lalor on the point and Claude Lemieux, first-year player. And there we were, with our lives on the line and who would have ever thought? But, what an opportunity. As I say to Mike McPhee, I was probably the only guy in the league who could have put it in off the post with the whole four-by-six in front of me."
The Flames had jumped out to a two-goal lead in that game, and having won Game One, had the Habs in a hole. Then the Canadiens' unlikely heros jumped into action. Defenceman Gaston Gingras scored his first of the playoffs early in the second period. Then, early in the third, rookie Dave Maley buried his first of the post-season. For the remainder of the period, the teams were locked in stalemate. A long overtime loomed.
"That was the pinnacle. With winning comes a relationship with people that lasts a lifetime," he reflects. "Seven of us won a Calder Cup together the previous year, and our expectations of one another were already implemented in that we played the game to win. It was just a real special time from start to finish, for the decade I was in the organization."
The team's rookies might have had expectations of each other, but none of them carried the expectations of one of the team's greatest icons.
"One of my favourite stories of that entire playoffs was Toe Blake walking in after we beat Boston in the first round and saying, "Congratulations. You haven't won anything yet."," Skrudland recounts with a laugh. "Then the second round and Hartford and it was "Congratulations, you haven't won anything yet." Then we're in the third round against the Rangers and once again, here's Mr.Blake saying, "Congratulations, you haven't won anything yet." Then, of course, Calgary. And he walked up and said, "Congratulations. That's only one.""
Sometimes, when a player wins a Cup in his rookie season, he thinks that's the way it's supposed to be and he may take it for granted that he's got many more chances to win another. For Skrudland, though, just three years after that magical Montreal run, the Flames got their revenge and sent the Habs packing in the Cup Finals.
Back now to that triumphant photograph. The moment is frozen forever, but of course there were other moments; celebratory moments when time ticked on and left the still frame behind. In the wake of their triumph, the Habs began a months-long whirlwind of parties, honours and fun. Most of the Habs, that is. For Skrudland, the celebrations were, well, painful. He explains why his smile in the photo isn't quite as wide as those of some of his teammates.
"First of all, when you break your jaw in three places in Game Five and you try to celebrate, it isn't much fun," he remembers. "I had minced food for the next six weeks of my life, but I did find the odd straw that favoured a flavour I loved, and I had a few evenings out with the guys. It was one of those events when you look back and you know you missed out on a lot as well."
He may have missed some of the nights on the town, but he'll always have The Goal. The unlikely night a warrior became a record-setting hero has outlasted the fleeting celebrity of a winning team's celebration. In that photo there are two guys who know what it feels like to be a star.



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