RT @RobMagus: @uncleweed here’s a link to the feed for Radio Freethinker: http://is.gd/3x5JH
Anyone who knows me and has been harangued into my “here’s goes ole grandpa dave talking about the Canucks in the olden days” know of the admiration as i have for Stan Smyl. In years of mediocrity and lack of success, coaching changes, failed prospects, confused imports and half-filled rinks, the Steamer was the Canucks. The under-sized, not-particularly-skilled, sorta-slow Smyl gave them a face, a sense of pride and workingman’s leadership by playing with heart and guts every shift.
I’ve followed his post-playing career as coach of the Crunch, Moose and now working in player development for the Canucks. He was gracious and expressed interest as i told him about the Canucks Outsider and Crazy Canucks podcasts, the old ditto machined newsletter with Jake Milford and what it meant for a an 11-year old kid in Surrey to watch his hometown team compete for Lord Stanley’s Cup in 1982.
Until Joe Thornton accomplished the feat, he was the last player to lead his team in goals, assists and penalty minutes in one season. My brother Dan and I always fight over who gets #12 which hangs from the rafters. We’ve made “Stan’s Mom’s Perogies” from the Canucks 1981 team cookbook. Next up, gotta get him on the podcast!
Thanks Molson, thanks, Canucks and Thank you Steamer!
A few weeks back i was interviewed by Camille Pesnel, a reporter from France working for L’Express du Pacifique. L’Express is a French language newspaper here in Vancouver and Ms. Pesnel interviewed me about Canucks history and fan culture. I think – while the interview is in French, i spoke in English and don’t know what the article says. Someone want to do a translation?
The article also includes comments from Jamie Olivier from the Canucks Fanzone and Richard Loat of The Crazy Canucks Facebook group. A few days later, Ms. Pesnel and I shot some cheesy pose photos of me at Burrard St. Stn Skytrain in front of a Canucks Fanzone ad – for more photos of the ads, check out the Crazy Canucks Flickr group.
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My on the ground West Greenwich connection pointed out this article “Belly Up! Old Hemingway Haunt Chumley’s Could Reopen by Spring – City inches toward approving wrecked Village watering hole’s restoration” in NY Observer (Dec. 3rd 2007 edition which is in 4 days).
My attempt to drink at this noted literary haunt which oozes with counter-culture history from the underground railroad to prohibition to dog laws (damn health authorities), was thwarted by de-construction and i was met by a mass of scaffolding rather than a tasty pint. You can follow along on my ill-fated, personalized tour at: NYC Speakeasy Stroll with Bubble Bands and Falafel Bars – Choogle on #45.
[photo Wally G The interior of Chumley’s, pre-collapse.]
So what’s going on? A conundrum betwixt landlord, leaseholders, building permits and neighbors and drinkers … here’s a snippet fromt he Observer article by Chris Shott,
Nearly eight months after a brick wall collapsed, forcing famed Greenwich Village tavern Chumley’s to indefinitely lock up its notably unmarked entrance, the once illustrious literary haunt remains a mere shell of its former self.
Barely a shell, even; the old bar is beyond gutted.
“A gutted building implies that there are walls standing,” said Steve Shlopak, proud proprietor of the former Prohibition-era speakeasy turned fully liquor-licensed landmark turned much-lamented pile of rubble at 86 Bedford Street.
“There are only two walls that are still up,” Mr. Shlopak said. “The rest of the building is held up with construction scaffolding. There is no ceiling and there is no floor; it’s just a dirt hole.
“It’s almost as if you’re watching an old World War II film,” he added. “You know how soldiers would gather in the corner of a bombed-out farmhouse where just two walls are still up? That’s what we’ve got here.”
I took the liberty of commenting at the Observer’s remarkably decent site, thusly (pardon the redundancy):
As an enthusiast of tasty beer and quality literature, I was disappointed to find the scaffolding surrounding the building on a recent trip from Vancouver BC. I recorded a Choogle on! podcast while out and about in the village so all was not lost (i love falafel at 3AM). I’ll be watching for the reopen and hope to make another trip east from the idyllic left coast to imbibe a few pints in the legendary atmosphere.