Most of us have a memory of a time, or a moment, that imprinted us as hockey fan- and for a lot of us, Maple Leaf fans.
I’ve written in the past about how I was drawn to the blue and white at a very young age in the late 1950s, despite the rather oppressive (in sporting terms) influence of two much older brothers and a ferociously loyal
fan for a father. (Click to see that earlier post). Montreal
I’ve also recalled some players who stood out for me in my “development”, players and names that, to this day, still mean Maple Leaf hockey to me. Names like Eddie Chadwick, Dickie Duff, Frank Mahovlich and Dave Keon, among others. (Click on their names to read some earlier stories…)
It’s the “off-season” now, but I’ve heard countless people, despite the glorious summer weather (at least where many of us are located), mention how much they miss hockey and the Leafs and how they are anxious for the new season to get underway.
So on a relaxing summer weekend, can you recall—what was your trigger? When were you drawn to joining the Leaf “flock”? Did you have a “first” favorite Leaf, or NHL player? Have you ever wavered in your faith? (Remember, to doubt is not to deny your allegiance!)
Send your thoughts, and comments…