Editor, The Record:
I think I had a eureka moment the other day.
Walking past the Mission Leisure Centre on the east side, I happened to look through one of the windows. There, on one of the two ice surfaces were young boys skating about, hockey sticks in their gloved hands.
I stopped for a few minutes and watched the action. Skating, stick handling, passing — they had it all. They could go forward, backward — even do pirouettes. Plus they wore smart jerseys, with numbers and hockey pants and socks. Then it hit me.
What was I missing? After all, outside of the fact that they were a little smaller than the average Canuck or Boston Bruin, they looked just as impressive — at a fraction of the cost.
Maybe, next time, I won’t just walk by. I might even go inside the rink and ask if I can watch these young fellows. Perhaps one or two of them may even turn out to be a future NHL star — if the NHL doesn’t totally disappear from the ever-diminishing image at the far end of my telescope.