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01-28-2010, 10:36 AM
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A few years ago my neighbour's son was playing ball hockey across the end of our street with a few of his friends from school. I would guess they were about 10 or 11 at the time. I was doing yard work and not paying much attention and my neighbour's boy asked if I wanted to play to even up the numbers. "Yeah sure", I said, "I'll show you kids a few things". So I go and grab an old stick out of the garage. Well all the boys were pretty good and to be honest I am not much of a player, but thought we could have some fun, they were only little kids afterall. Anyway there was this one scrawny blond kid, "Stevie" who just kept beating me. He was a nice kid, but I'm a competitive kind of guy and the more I tried to beat him the more he humiliated me, much to his buddies amusement. After about 20 minutes, I am about ready to have a heart attack and we are losing by at least a squillion goals, so I call it quits and go inside for a beer and a lie down. Questioning whether I ever had any athletic ability!

Anyway it wasn't until a few years later that I was reading about the upcoming NHL draft prospects and see little blond haired "Stevie" staring back at me. I finally connected the dots. Yes that scrawny kid was Steven Stamkos of the Markham Waxers, Sarnia Sting and soon to be number 1 pick of the Tampa Bay Lightning.
I like to think my lessons in the fine art of ball hockey that day, made him the great player he went on to become.

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