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04-30-2011, 10:21 AM
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A scouting report on the Vancouver Coast champions from 1922. Written by a Toronto writer for a Toronto readership.

Toronto Star, March 15, 1922:
Anyway Lester Patrick has a mighty smart looking bunch along with him and figures on handling George O’Donoghue’s newly crowned champions a bigger surprise than “Happy” Mellroy got the morning he found a quart of Irish where the bottle cow sap was usually parked.
Here they are:

GOAL: Hugh Lehman, who landed on the hockey map long before Berlin became Kitchener. Lehman might be a grand-daddy for all I know, but he still can read ‘em without his specs. He is the Vezina of the Coast League. The boys on the coast say that he is so mean about this goal business that he wouldn’t let his own grandmother poke on through with a garden rake one day he was out showing the kids how goal should be kept. Lehman was with us in 1918, when Vancouver came down and tied Charlie Querrie’s Arenas, then N.H.L. champions, in four games and played them a 2-1 game in the fifth. Arenas won the cup.

LEFT DEFENSE: Lloyd Cook was down in 1918, too, but he had only finished getting acquainted with long pants then. He is six feet something of bone and muscle man. He was good then. He is better now. Cook is figured as good as “Peg” Cleghorn as a defense man.

RIGHT DEFENSE: Art Duncan, the Soo boy. Five feet 11 inches he stands, and he is the star of the team. He played here with the 228th Battalion team along with the McNamara’s. The fans remember him. He is one sweet hockey player and a boy they will love to cheer.

CENTRE: Our old castoff Jack Adams. John wasn’t good enough to ??? here for St Pats three years ago, so he went west with a “good luck” ???. He had to scramble to show the Patricks that he was a hockey player, but he finally arrived with both ???, and now the club owners wouldn’t trade him for Frank Nighbor. John gets goals, and when his feet get tire, Ernie Parkes, the ex-Kitchener boy, goes out and amuses the customers with some of his rocking-horse glides. Parksey has been so good that Adams gets plenty of rest. The team doesn’t fade away so that you could notice it with the recruit from Bun Lang’s town in centre ice.

Alfie Skinner, the Toronto boy, parks his No. 9’s over on the dexter side of the forwards when the boys make their bows. He has been doing that for Vancouver for some years. Some years Alfie is up there threatening the laurels of the league’s chief scorer. He is never far away. Many’s the game finds Skinner “mentioned in despatches,” and he is never so far off color that the ??? pan. He is the Ken Randall of the forwards for his checking, but he gets more goals than the hard-battling St. Pats man does. When Skinner’s knees wobble and his tongue sticks out, Charlie Tobin, the Winnipeg boy, steps in. Tobin is high class. Anyone who keeps him subbing steps along.

LEFT WING: Mickey Mackay, the Chesley cyclone, whose speed and stick-handling featured the coast champions’ play here in 1918. McKay is a whirlwind. Eddie Oatman, the Tillsonburg boy, is his sub. Oatman belongs to Victorias, but is subbing on the team by special permission is in hospital with his nose adrift from its anchorage and threatened with complete wreck.

Look that squad over and then tell me St. Pats have a cinch. They have the same sort of cinch the colored boy had when he grabbed the bear by the tail.

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