Yup - Boston Dreaming Is Much More Than A Feeling!

It is the True Champion's Certitude!

Boston - All The Way!

Since 1969 - at the very least! 

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Game ON! (or The BruWins Are Ba-ack!)

I still can't believe it will be...! 

But yes - it is happening! 

It's really HAPPENING! 

And within a few days only - hours even...

WOW.

Time for a quickie PREVIEW I guess - hmm? 

Click here: 

Drop that damn puck already - 

and let the (rivals') bodies hit the ice! 

;-) 

Go Bruins Go!

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All Rights Belong To Fine Art America - Merry Christmas! 

Wishing -and Dreaming- That All 

Christmas Celebrations 

Everywhere Else 

Resemble 

Those 

Right

Here 

- In 

Boston! 

When in Boston, stop by Cheers and, lo, across the street 

you will find a wonderful boutique christened...

Christmas In Boston! 

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Just Drop That Puck Already...!!!

Not just any puck either, greedy NHL and greedier NHLPA folksies: 

make sure that once you do drop it, AT LONG LAST, 

for the beginning of the 2012-2013 season,  

it will be THIS PUCK RIGHT HERE (see picture below)

that you will be dropping:

That's right, L.A. Leo - 

you are not repeating 

just as the B's did not repeat 

and just as ANY previous champion 

-for the last 14 seasons at least- 

has been unable to repeat 

and raise that ashtray 

on two consecutive years...! 

WHY? 

I'll tell you why: 

because they overtax themselves 

outplaying their opponents 

outlasting their bitter rivals 

outmuscling their hated enemies 

on the ice 

and, come a shortened summer break 

rife with non-stop partying 

(what they call Cup Celebrations - ha!) 

and another training camp 

at the end of which they are labeled, 

hailed, lauded, praised

and soundly targeted 

as the Defending Champs, 

they begin the defense of that title 

without ever having fully recuperated 

from the grueling ordeal 

that crowned them as such...! 

And, so totally spent 

and devoid of energy, 

having to go through 

yet another rigorous schedule 

of over 80 games, 

in which EVERYONE is aiming 

with added gusto 

at your defending champions' butts, 

you get to the playoffs 

(or, as Europeans call it, The Tournament!) 

and you just can't go on anymore...!!! 

Still, the Boston Bruins were one heck 

of a championship crew, 

giving it all throughout their defending campaign, 

finishing in a top, pole position 

and it took an extremely lucky bounce 

IN OVERTIME, IN A DECIDING GAME 7, 

into their net to actually knock them off

So... 

Given NOW 

that they are fully rested 

that the season is shortened 

and that everyone (almost) 

is back and healthy - 

the Boston Bruins 

can be champions 

in 2 out of 3 seasons 

EASILY.

All they need to do 

is get back on ice - 

and for that to happen, 

well, the NHLPA and NHL team owners 

have to swallow their avarice 

neuter their audacious propensity to flash it 

and GET A DEAL SIGNED! 

Personally? 

I don't think they can do it! 

Neither side is giving an inch so far 

neither one seems able to give nor take! 

Both are equally contaminated by greed 

and pride, probably... 

Neither side cares about the fans -

they only care about the money 

that can be potentially extirpated from them! 

Under these conditions, 

I figure that there will be no working agreement 

and the entire season will be cancelled. 

I could be wrong 

but it is of little consequence if I am not; 

for life without hockey 

has proven to be quite pleasant indeed 

- once again! 

And even if there is no hockey, 

we know in our hearts who the champions are: 

the Boston Bruins! 

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It's Always Fair To Compare...

BOSTON and MONTRÉAL, anyways...!

Back to Beantown

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Taken in Montreal, Source: http://bit.ly/RPoQxu

 — with Nano Caraballo, Stephen Normand, Thomas Hayes, Joseph R Costa, Arif Omar and Tom Hayes.

Some street in MTL, as thousands upon millions 

throughout the province of Québec 

continue the tradition of moving 

in the early days of July... 

Some use unorthodox methods to do so, too. 

Now compare this to Boston's own traditions - and urban layout, then or now...

Tremont Street - circa 1923

There is no comparison to be made! 

Alumni - Remembered 1.0

Boston has seen many a hard-as-nails competitor over the decades, and several of them pint-sized but with an uncommon combative spirit. Forbes Kennedy of the Boston Bruins is one of those. Recently remembered as one of the one-hundred or so toughest players to ever have played the game of hockey (and, yes, it is only a game) this gentleman, off the ice, is a true example of tenacity, resilience and fraternity above all: for putting the team first pretty much spelled out the end of his own career...

At 5 feet 8 inches tall and one-hundred fifty pounds of weight, Forbes wasn't, at first glance, destined to be the enforcer that he became. Much less so in the NHL, as he hadn't even begun to learn to skate until the age of eleven. Some have called it his dogged determination, others have raved about his willingness to challenge himself and opponents alike; all that Boston Bruins fans could tell was that Forbes Kennedy was one hell of a tough guy and competitor, hitting people relentlessly and taking on all comers afterwards! Before finishing up with the Bruins, though, Kennedy had had a storied career already as he had played for the Blackhawks, Red Wings, Maple Leafs and Flyers. As a matter of fact, he had been one of the fan favorites on the Flyers initial expansion team - an expansion the Boston Bruins organization had been against, at first. One can tell why: soon enough, the new teams, especially Philly, began to transform hockey into a brutish farce where it was no longer noble warlike hostilities on ice (as it had always been between Boston and Montreal, for instance) but the violence was raised up a peg, to a level that made it the least respectable of all five major North American sports (counting the real Futebol in there, or soccer as Americans call it, along with basketball, baseball and the NFL variety of "football"...)

Players such as Forbes Kennedy were called upon to have many, many fights throughout their careers, often shortened by this very fact. The goonery reached a pinnacle with the Broad Street Bullies era - and the older franchises only had to follow suit, simply in order to compete: hence, the Big Bad Bruins. Forbes Kennedy did his job courageously, night in, night out, and he did it well. And then came a night when he was destined to wage his most famous battle of all - most famous battles, to be entirely exact, as he fought four consecutive opponents - all in the defense of his dear teammates, one of them in particular, usually. This eventful and especially violent night in Kennedy's NHL career was to be his last, too - and it wasn't exactly as others, so-called "true journalists and not bloggers" have reported it to have taken place, either. Those reporters, whose seats are usually in the bleachers, know who they are... It all started when Pat Quinn (then only a thug of Toronto, not its team's G.M.) got abusive with Boston's legendary Bobby Orr. Kennedy dealt with the ensuing chaos and had to face different opponents in retaliatory fights, ending up punching a linesman as well, as everything truly got out of hand. The NHL carried out yet another one of their (many) miscarriages of justice, soon after that, as they suspended Kennedy for this loss of control of his emotions. 

He would never return to the NHL after this. 
Forbes Kennedy finished his career with 888 penalty minutes in 603 NHL games.
The last dozen or so of those were gained when he valiantly defended his team's best elements, his team, his teammates. He didn't deserve to see his career end so ignominiously as that - even though he was caught up to defend worthless goons such as Quinn and their reprehensible actions.

The Boston Bruins understood that - when he left the club to play elsewhere, he was to perform the same tasks with the same degree of allegiance as he had for them before that.

The Boston Bruins understand that - and sympathize.

The Dream Has Transmuted

Boston has lost one of its greatest heroes - an incomparable heroine from the sombre seventies that saw its Sox slumber, its Bruins get bruised egos, its Celtics come off their pedestal and its Patriots peter out.

Through it all - we felt love nonetheless: the love of and for a great diva who was the one, true Queen of Disco: Donna Summer. She made everything right for everyone who listened to her, through thick or thin. She made it all right with her soothing voice, her melodic rhythms, her divine aura.

Her dream is not over - no matter what our eyes may be telling us, it is not that at all. Her dream continues: in fact, it has truly taken off now. It has transmuted into something greater than mere hopes of a better tomorrow, of championships, of bliss, of so many diverse delusions of grandeur. It has, in fact, gone onto another level entirely; one of greater consciousness and of a true awakened state.

This Dream is Forever.

Donna Summer has passed on.

She feels love more than ever now.
Sing on in the Heavens, Disco Diva+++
Thank you for all the music - for all the love.