September 27, 2005

Lean Legend ready for camp

The Living Legend is at his leanest and meanest as he prepares for his 15th season of Sunday Morning Road Hockey. A summer conditioning program consisting of more than 3000 kms of bike riding lopped almost 15 pounds from the veteran forward's already lean frame; at just a nudge over 160 pounds he's as light as he was halfway through his career.

"It definitely gets tougher to haul the body around the court as you get older," says the aging forward. "With less body to haul around, maybe I'll be able to turn back the clock a bit this season."

And while the Legend admits a new off-court development in his life has divided some of his focus as he prepares for the new season, he says he's eager to get back on the court and run around chasing the evil orange plastic ball. "The game just becomes a part of you."

But, he says, his 15th season will be tinged with a little sadness, as longtime road hockey beat reporter and the Legend's personal friend, Jay Suburb, will no longer be a consistent presence at the courts, as he goes into semi-retirement.

"Jay is as much a part of the game as the roadsters and the crappy weather," says the Legend. "We're gonna miss him for sure, we're gonna miss him sticking his tape recorder under our noses after every game, although I somehow managed to avoid that fate most of my career."

Posted by Living Legend at September 27, 2005 07:16 AM
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Good points Wink, and you raise the difficult issue of mental illness, i think that the Living Legend thinks that he is actually three people now (Living Legend, Jay Suburb and Mario Bartel) and perhaps this 'new beloved' person could actually be another femine persona he is developping. Stranger things have happened in Road hocket before and since he is being absent from hockey perhaps your knitting analogy is not to far off

Posted by: lobsterboy at October 4, 2005 11:17 AM

Whatever...will the Legend play every week or will he miss games? It just doesn't matter. We've survived Ottoman skipping games because of the "family business." We've survived Colonel going to foreign countries to teach French as a second language. We've survived Lak missing games for his telethon -- "Please support Lak's kids...puhleeze..." We've even survived the proliferation of tattoo shows on television that has made Billy Idol's mind wander. We will survive if the Legend decides he'd rather sit at home the odd Sunday morning with his beloved, jointly knitting a duvet cover and watching TLC in their jammies while hoping against hope that Elvis comes by afterwards with some peppermint mochas. (Don't bother getting Legend a venti -- it's too much for his tummy.) The game is bigger than one guy, even if the one guy is the Legend.
That's all I've got to say about that...anyone with any questions about my thoughts can come find me...

Posted by: Wink at September 27, 2005 02:16 PM