I was raised on Hockey Night in Canada. I’ve been thrilled by the flair of Guy Lafleur, the punishing checks of Rob Blake and the absolute symmetry of Hank and Daniel Sedin.
Like Peter Pan’s lost boys, hockey players never lose their enthusiasm for the game. Beyond the fairy tale, Neverland exists. It’s formed on any sheet of flat ice and the magic produced with a stick and a puck. It is brutal finesse; the meeting of Hermes the Swift and Thor, the Thunder God.
These are the tales of the lost boys of winter, the people who play the game and the people who watch it.
Note: Header image from a painting by Carole Spandau from Montreal, Quebec.