by Charlie Teljeur - January 12, 2010 11:14 AM EST
After Saturday night's game between the Canucks and Flames, police are taking the laser pointer incident very seriously.
Monday Jan. 11th. 6 a.m. Vancouver, B.C. 116th Detachment Vancouver Police Department Staff Sergeant Wilson Bucklebee begins. “A couple things.
by Charlie Teljeur - January 5, 2010 3:57 PM EST
We're at NHL's season mid-point, so we're looking at or back or down on each team.
The NHL has reached an apex. In racing terms we’re into the homestretch. Time to reminisce. Or whine a little. Western Conference Chicago: Leading the Conference because of a strong nucleus and, as they say, it all starts with the nucleus.
by Charlie Teljeur - December 29, 2009 11:09 AM EST
Just who does Rene Fasel think he is rushing out the Olympic roster announments?
So, I hate the IIHF, which stands for the International Ice Hockey Federation if you’re wondering (or possibly International House of Pancakes if your typing is less than stellar).
by Charlie Teljeur - December 22, 2009 10:48 AM EST
Boy the holiday season sure does put the hamster's wheel in overdrive...
Thought No. 1: That old 12 Days of Christmas song was written about hockey. Think about it: “12 drummers drumming” – the “capacity” crowd in Glendale during a Coyotes power play.
by Charlie Teljeur - December 15, 2009 10:43 AM EST
What's it like to be ice-maker extraordinaire Dan Craig? We'll give you a taste by taking you through his day.
In NHL circles Dan Craig is known simply as the ‘ice guru.’ He is the one man responsible for ice conditions in the entire NHL and evidently the only man in the entire league able to grasp and retain the vital recipe of cold and water (six year program at Dartmouth).
by Charlie Teljeur - December 8, 2009 10:56 AM EST
Now that they are finally 100 years old, the Habs and their fans return to a mediocre reality with Lord Stanley a distant memory.
Well, I believe the shelling has stopped. After what, 18 months and countless celebrations, it appears we’ve finally reached the end of the longest victory lap in sporting history.
by Charlie Teljeur - December 1, 2009 1:27 PM EST
"Mailbag" time! What's up with Peter?... A present for Montreal... Canuck domination... and Tiger and Keith become a big hit.
There are those who wonder if the questions I answer here are staged or actual questions from actual readers. First off, I’m offended you would think that of me.
by Charlie Teljeur - November 24, 2009 11:30 AM EST
If a man the size of a tree falls by the hands of the league's chief disciplinarian, does anyone want to hear it?
Listen up as we drop in on Georges Laraque as he argues his (latest) case with the NHL’s Dean of Mean, Colin Campbell: “Thank you for calling the National Hockey League.
by Charlie Teljeur - November 17, 2009 12:30 PM EST
Is Battle of the Blades a slippery slope towards the melding of hockey and ice skating?
OK, I admit it. I watched pretty much every episode of Battle of the Blades. For those of you south of the border or in serious denial, Battle of the Blades is a TV show in which ex-NHLers pair up with (female) professional figure skaters in a dance-off/booty challenge.
by Charlie Teljeur - November 10, 2009 12:20 PM EST
The Hall of Fame induction speeches are stirring, but they cut even deeper when you read between the lines.
Well, I’m still crying. Just finished watching the Hockey Hall of Fame induction ceremonies and they never fail to get me all excited (emotionally).
by Charlie Teljeur - November 3, 2009 12:27 PM EST
Over-30s unite! The NHL is becoming too much of a young man's game and your rights are being infringed upon!
Call me paranoid if you want (although calling me paranoid only makes you look paranoid) but we’re under attack and by “we” I mean anyone over 30 years of age.
by Charlie Teljeur - October 27, 2009 11:15 AM EDT
Aren't we worried about opening a Pandora's box if we take the dangerous plays out of the game?
Technically we’ve already been down this road before. The world is up in arms over another hit to the head. Player A (eh?) hits defenceless (the helmet says: “What am I, chopped liver?”) Player B, who is too busy either admiring his pass or that hottie who dropped her program in the third row.