The coaches at Ice Oasis, though I don’t like to admit it, are finally teaching me something about hockey. In one drills session on Sunday night, I was able to both lift the puck off the ice with my wrist shot and skate backwards while stickhandling. Now, I’m not saying I’m doing either of these [...]
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All right, I’ve finally moved everything. Don’t look so shocked. It’s not nearly done. I’ve just reskinned the site (and switched hosts) but in doing so I’ve revealed my embarrassingly lazy, clumsy site creation and maintenance habits. Basically, a lot of stuff is broken, and I know it, and if you’re bored you can go [...]
“He just wants to play now and work later,” Superstar said about his brother. “It doesn’t work that way.” This coming from a man who played all his childhood and into adulthood and who now finds it quite natural to get to work. I never played. I worked as a kid, throughout undergrad, for three [...]
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