Well,
shoot. No playoffs for my boys, this year. Again.
It’s kind of a relief, actually. With all the hassles I’ve handled of late, I
don’t need the extra stress. I’m happy to cheer for the five Canadian teams
that made it to the post-season (and, failing that, Pittsburgh), but I’m not so
invested that I’ll go fetal during a game. Semi-fetal, maybe, but not full bore
Philly fetal!
I
have a five-disc collection of the ten best Flyer games ever played (and no,
they’re not all from the 1970s). I do enjoy the one where they won their first
Stanley Cup, but I’ve watched none of the others. Now Ter and I are talking
about another declutter and I’m looking at the plethora of unwatched season
sets and once-watched miniseries in our DVD collection with an eye to
offloading the deadwood. I reckon if the box is still shrink-wrapped, it’s on
the block. Same for anything we haven’t watched in years (what was important to
us then is not so important to us now) ... until I get to the Flyer collection.
I bought it in 2008. I’ve only seen the Cup winner from 73/74. The boys have played a lot of games since that
compilation was put together, few of them likely to bounce any from the top
ten, but still. Do they stay or do they go?
No
brainer.
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