It’s a Canadien Game – Part 1

I’m a Montreal Canadien’s fan from waaaaay back!  There I’ve said it!  I’ve had to keep it hidden for over thirty years, seeing as I live in Flames territory…Calgary Flames that is.  I mean I love the Flames but mostly it’s because there is a healthy rivalry between the two cities of Edmonton and Calgary and I enjoy talking smack with my neighbours to the north everytime the Flames beat the Oilers.  Don’t worry, they reciprocate every chance they can get too!  That said, my heart has always been with the Montreal Canadiens!

Now for my American friends…I’m talking hockey here.  Not football, and not basketball which I’ve been told you have a certain affinity for.  I never realized how passionately y’all take your football until I tried wearing an Arkansas Razorback T-shirt in Tulsa Oklahoma (Cowboy territory).  My, my!  It’s a mistake you only make once and never ever repeat!  It’s sort of the same premise here in Alberta if someone shows up in an Edmonton Oiler jersey to a Calgary Flames game.  We might boo him as he walks by us or some joker will slosh beer down his neck but that’s about it.  We’re still Canadians after all and basically polite.  Goodness, I have never experienced “shunning” until that Razorback incident there in Tulsa.  I actually feared I might be tarred and feathered!  (Just kidding…sort of.)

Now here in Canada, our passion is hockey.  In the mid 1800’s ice hockey was first played in either Windsor, Nova Scotia; Kingston, Ontario or Montreal, Quebec depending on who you believe and how you read the evidence.  What is not disputed is that the first known rules for hockey were published in the Montreal Gazette in 1877 and in 1888 the Amateur Hockey Association of Canada was formed, with four teams in Montreal, one in Ottawa and one in Quebec City.  Now when I look at those stats as a polite Canadian, I’d just let the city of Windsor take the title of the “Birthplace of Hockey” and let it go because let’s face it, the other cities sort of muscled Windsor out of the hockey spotlight after that.

In 1889 or 1892 the first women’s hockey game was played in Ontario.  I can’t understand why statisticians don’t know the exact year…maybe it was because men historians were reluctant to report on women’s hockey then and give any  credence to the fact that women may have had a decisive and worthy contribution to Canada’s national game.  (Have I opened a can of worms here or what?)  You go girls!!

In 1893, a gentleman by the name of Frederick Arthur, Lord Stanley of Preston and Governor General of Canada, donated a trophy to be called the Dominion Hockey Challenge Cup.  It has since more commonly been referred to as the Stanley Cup and the first winning team was from Montreal.

In 1900 a goal net was first introduced to the game.  I have absolutely no idea what they used before goal nets, I’m assuming they put two tin cans or something on the ice to determine a “crease” area, but no doubt there must have been great disputes over what constituted a valid goal being scored before goal nets.  Probably the first goal scoring dispute led to the first “dropping of gloves” and bench clearing brawl.  Okay, I’m speculating here…but I’m probably right.

In 1910 the Montreal Canadiens played their first game after joining a new league called the National Hockey Association.  Teams in Western Canada formed the Pacific Coast Hockey Association in 1911 and the league introduced blue lines to divide the ice into three zones.  Goaltenders were permitted to fall to the ice to make saves and forward passing was now allowed in the neutral zone.  Again, it’s hard for me to fathom how they played the game without goalies being allowed to drop to the ice to make saves or players making forward passes.  Again I can only speculate that if the lack of goal nets didn’t start the first fight, then I’m pretty sure this must have!

In 1917 the Seattle Metropolitans became the first American-based team to win the Stanley Cup, after the Cup’s trustees ruled that teams outside Canada could compete for the trophy.  Four NHA teams reorganized to form the National Hockey League and a new team, the Toronto Arenas, won the first NHL championship, going on to defeat Vancouver of the Pacific Coast Hockey Association (PCHA) for the 1918 Stanley Cup.  The Arenas would change their name to the Maple Leafs in 1927.

In 1920 an ice hockey tournament was played for the first time at the VII Summer Olympics at the ice palace of Antwerp, Belgium.  All games were played with seven players on each side, with the rover position being used.  The gold medalists were the Winnipeg Falcons, representing Canada and the silver went to the United States and Czechoslovakia took the bronze.  Note: (The rover position was abandoned in Canada in 1912 so the number of players on the ice was reduced from seven to six per team).  In 1924, ice hockey debuted at the Winter Olympics in Chamonix, France and Canada won the gold medal.

In 1929 the first offside rule was introduced.  (See my previous comments about fighting).

In 1937, the first rule to deal with icing was introduced.  (See above).

Beginning in 1942 and for the next 25 years the NHL was comprised of the Montreal Canadiens, Toronto Maple Leafs, Detroit Red Wings, Boston Bruins, New York Rangers and Chicago Black Hawks,  or as we like to refer to them: “the Original Six”.

In 1946 referees began using hand signals to indicate penalties and other rulings.  (I’m just going to let that go.)

Hockey Night in Canada made its first television debut in 1952 and in 1955 Maurice “Rocket” Richard was suspended for the remainder of the season and the playoffs after punching a linesman during a fight.  (see above).  The suspension sparked the “Richard Riot” in Montreal and from then on NHL officials were required to wear striped sweaters for the first time.  (Similar to marking them with a bullseye target I suspect….oh, I’ve opened another can of worms!)

In 1955 my parents immigrated to Canada from Denmark and my father immediately became hooked on watching Hockey Night in Canada with the great Foster Hewitt giving play-by-play commentary.  Having only six teams to choose from and being a new citizen of Canada, my father pledged his hockey allegiance to the Maple Leafs.  In 1967 Canada marked its 100th anniversary of Confederation, Montreal hosted Expo’67 World’s Fair and the National Hockey League doubled in size adding franchises in Pittsburgh, Los Angeles, Minnesota, Oakland, St. Louis and Philadelphia.  This is also the year that I started to show some interest in hockey but I decided to be contrary, so I started to cheer for the Leaf’s closest rivals then: the Montreal Canadiens.  (My father never forgives me!)

Tomorrow, I will continue this little hockey commentary – It’s a Canadien Game – Part 2.

 

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No Discouraging Words

I’ve had, to quote the title of one of my favorite children’s books, “a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day”.  However, it hasn’t been just a day filled with calamities and disappointments, it seems like it has been a whole week of them!

First…the weather.  Okay, I can’t control the weather, but seriously?  Enough snow already!  It was sort of fun to have a “snow day” in April, but it’s not funny seeing the white stuff in May!  Isn’t this supposed to be the month of flowers that the April showers were to bring?  I peak out my window and all I see are two scraggly-branched bushes I planted last year shivering together under a blanket of snow.  It’s sad.

I think I can also blame the weather for my feeling of overwhelming tiredness.  I know bears hibernate in the winter…maybe people do too.  At least I feel like hibernating!  I peak out from under my covers, and see snow falling outside and just want to stay curled up in the fetal position and wait for summer.  I think this is the year we just jump right over Spring!

I got a rejection letter last week.  I know it’s something that all writer’s deal with, but still it bums me out!  I know why they call them “rejection letters”…they are so rejecting!  Did you know that there are actually courses that teach people how to write good rejection letters?  Believe it or not, rejection letters are supposed to come across so that it sounds more like an amicable “break up” or a sensitive “Dear John” letter.  They are supposed to let you down easily; be encouraging while at the same time be completely rejecting!

Dear Lynn, I’m sorry to have to tell you this, but I can’t publish your article, because even though it’s (you’re) terrific and all, it’s (you’re) not what I’m looking for right now…you see, my dear, it’s not about you, it’s really about me…but we can still be friends, can’t we?…Blah, blah, blah… Who are they trying to kid?

Yeah, this past week has been crumby (oh, sure there were some “up” times but basically they’ve been few and far between.)  Have I also mentioned that I’ve broken a cup, spilled some milk, burned a pizza, worried about money, tripped over the dog, banged my knee, been frustrated, disappointed, angry, tired, argumentative and confrontational?  I’ve also been moody, miserable and mean.  It really has been a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad, very discouraging week…and I hate to say it, but since it’s only Monday morning, and I’m in the throes of my “Monday morning blues” I’m feeling like this week is not getting off to a good start either! I’ve thought a lot about just curling up under my blankie; grabbing a huge tub of ice cream, and console myself with a massive sugar high (not to mention a massive brain freeze) and wallow for awhile in self-pity.  But woe-is-me-ing is not something I like to do for too long because it can become debilitating (not to mention fattening!)  So what should I do when I am feeling so discouraged?

Let’s look at the word “discourage” shall we?  It is defined as:

  • the feeling of despair in the face of obstacles
  • the expression of opposition and disapproval
  • discouraging – depriving of confidence or hope or enthusiasm and hence often deterring action; “where never is heard a discouraging word”

Where never is heard a discouraging word…?  (Lightbulb moment)  I quickly drop my blankie on the floor, put the ice cream pail back in the freezer and grab my Bible.

  • He gives strength to the weary and increases the power of the weak.  Isaiah 40:29
  • These things I have spoken to you, so that in Me you may have peace. In the world you have tribulation, but take courage; I have overcome the world.  John 16:33
  • Do not fear, for I am with you; do not anxiously look about you, for I am your God. I will strengthen you, surely I will help you, surely I will uphold you with My righteous right hand.  Isaiah 41:10
  • For God did not give us a spirit of timidity (of cowardice, of craven and cringing and fawning fear), but [He has given us a spirit] of power and of love and of calm and well-balanced mind and discipline and self-control.  2 Timothy 1:7 (AMP)
  • Cast your burden on the Lord [releasing the weight of it] and He will sustain you; He will never allow the [consistently] righteous to be moved (made to slip, fall, or fail). Psalm 55:22 (AMP)
  • Casting the whole of your care [all your anxieties, all your worries, all your concerns, once and for all] on Him, for He cares for you affectionately and cares about you watchfully. 1 Peter 5:7 (AMP)
  • The Lord himself goes before you and will be with you; He will never leave you nor forsake you. Do not be afraid; Do not be discouraged.  Deuteronomy 31:8

Thank You, Lord, for Your encouragement to me this morning! Oh, and thank You Lord for my friend Connie, who posted this a few years ago on Facebook and I ponder upon it every year at the beginning of May: “If My people who are called [Albertans] humble themselves and pray [for forgiveness for mocking Manitoba in February]…then I will hear from heaven, forgive their sin and make it stop snowing today.” 2 Connie-cle:7:14

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Success is Measured by Failure

Let’s face it, no one likes to fail.  Some of the most stress I’ve had in my life is coming into a final exam in school knowing that there might be a possibility I’d bomb the test.  That’s why I spent so much time preparing for finals, long hours “cramming” and then trying to manage my test stress by mustering up all the stress-relieving exercises and deep-breathing I could remember in order to calmly write the test.  I still have nightmares of coming late to an exam and not being able to find the right classroom – or worse, all the classrooms not having doorknobs so I can’t get in.  (Yeah, that’s fodder for another blog posting in the future.)

The thing is, as I have gone through school, university and seminary, I knew if I did not do well in the course, I could always do a “repeat” if I wanted.  In fact, there were some of my over-achieving friends who were not satisfied with just getting a “B” in an exam (something I only dreamed about in math), they would repeat just so they could get “A’s”!  Can’t say I’ve ever done that.

Success never really came easily for me.  I’ve always had to work very, very hard to get good marks and I don’t think I’ve ever gone into any exam confident that I would pass.  The same, I guess, is true as I grew into adulthood, started my career in teaching and writing, became a wife, Mom and a grandmother.  I’ve never ever claimed that I’ve had all the right answers, or done all the right things in any of those roles.  I try my best, work very, very hard, and send up a lot of “HELP me!” prayers to God for daily wisdom when I struggle.  I will be honest, sometimes I have failed but it is in those failures that I have learned the most.  It is in the failures I have grown in character.

I welcome success!  Love the accolades, the awards, the pats on the back, the “well dones”, that seem to follow success.  Nothing gets my ego boosted or my pride elevated more so than success.  Unfortunately, that has problems in itself.  Success leads to self-reliance and I spend less time dependent on God because I feel like I can do things on my own strength.  If I think that my success was all about ME then I’ve wasted the opportunity to testify to God’s faithfulness.

I welcome failure!  I despise the hurt, the anxiety, the “I messed up” guilt and the heart ache of failure but I welcome it just the same.  It is in the failures that I learn how to do better, how to be a better wife, mother, teacher, writer, and grandmother.  I might learn that from success too, but I lean on God more in the failures because I must derive every ounce of courage and fortitude from Him alone because then I can do all things through Him who gives me strength.  I learn that He will give me “do-overs” sometimes to turn failures into successes and then I can give glory to Whom it’s due…not ME…but God!

There is a fundamental principle here. Although I don’t set out to fail…who does?  Sometimes God must engineer failure in us before He can bring about success with us. Our failures bring about the necessary changes in our character, so we can become people God can use for His purposes.

If you are experiencing failure today, don’t give up, don’t despair, and don’t be so prideful that you refuse to accept and deal with the failure.  This is your opportunity to turn to God, let Him grow you through the experience.  He might allow a “do-over” or He might just comfort and provide loving wise-counsel so you can move on.

“Brothers and sisters, I do not consider myself yet to have taken hold of it. But one thing I do: Forgetting what is behind and straining toward what is ahead, 14 I press on toward the goal to win the prize for which God has called me heavenward in Christ Jesus.”  Philippians 3:13-14

 

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