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Repressed Hockey Memories: Playing With Myself

I suppose I was about 8 or 9 when I first caught the hockey bug. I was spending an inordinate amount of time with my neighbors, the Ermilio brothers, a particularly competitive duo. We made games out of everything and it was only a matter of time  before we took it seriously. We broke up the year into seasons that saw us playing street versions of sports such as baseball, rough touch football and soccer. Meticulous “stats” and standings were neatly kept in dime store notebooks. In a recent conversation with the older Ermillio, Rene’, he confessed: “Jim, I still …

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Repressed Hockey Memories: European Vacation

Having a wife who was born and raised in Germany, I’ve been lucky to have spent a good amount of time exploring Europe. Her parents and family are all still there, so we made a point to go every other year and when we went, we stayed for a few months at a time. The best time to do this (pre kids) was late Spring/early Summer, when airfare to Europe was at its lowest. This situation worked in almost every way except for one…it was often during the Stanley Cup playoffs. Let me explain the situation here. The wife hails from …

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Focus on the Faithful: Superfan – Ed “Troll” Kelly

I know what you’re thinking, “I’m the Superfan!” or “I know who the real Superfan is!” I won’t sit here on my high perch and cast judgement on your claims. As a matter of fact, if you think that you or someone you know are worthy of a Focus, shoot me an email at jimmytrashtalk@yahoo.com (subject: Focus on the Faithful), explain what makes you stand out and I’ll immortalize you here at Flyers Faithful. Until then, I’d like to introduce you, to someone dubbed. “Superfan” by some of the Flyers themselves, Ed Kelly. I first met Ed when I worked …

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Repressed Hockey Memories: The Dance

April 10th 1988…The Flyers’ near-Stanley Cup win the season previous, had me following the 87-88 team like an obsessed stalker. I think I watched every televised game that year and lived and died with that team. When the playoffs came around I strapped myself in, ready for a wild ride. The Dale Hunter-led Capitals were the perfect first round opponent. I hated Hunter’s face and looked forward to ruining his season. I was also 17 years old, and painfully awkward among my peers. Hockey was actually a great escape from having to interact with the most vicious of all creatures …

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Anger, Inc.

There’s a moment in the latest blockbuster “The Avengers” that I think we all in Philly can all relate to. We all know the story of Bruce Banner, brilliant scientist, who played with Gamma rays and turns into a green monster when angry.  He has been able to keep “The Other Guy” in check and when asked his secret, he continually deflects the question. Later, as a large serpentine behemoth heads for the heroes, the nerdy scientist walks towards it. His cohorts tell him he needs to get angry and as he turns to face the enemy, he finally reveals …

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