Showing posts with label we shan't forget 1989. Show all posts
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Tuesday, November 15, 2011

The Morning Bell for Tuesday November 15, 2011 Celebrates 4 Wise Men


Today's honorary ringer: Joe Frazier

Montreal poopoos over a 2-0 lead in the third and comes out on the wrong end of a shootout. An abomination? Hardly. A mild irritant I would say but these thorns tend to pile up and after a while you start to lose patience. Getting there.

Quiet night elsewhere in the NHL as other teams closed out their games going into the third period with a lead.

The Champ paid respects to his Thrilla companion yesterday. Boxing is in shambles today. Quick: who's the heavyweight champion of the world now? Exactly. The legends of yesterday are slowly fading.

Congrats to our 4 HHOF inductees: Ed Belfour, Joe Nieuwendyk, Doug Gilmour and Mark Howe, son of Gordie, son of hockey god Apuckpollo.

And a heartfelt screw you to our 2 HHOF inductees who broke yours truly's teenage heart on a balmy spring evening in 1989.

And a Super Sized may you make love to yourselves to the HHOF board for wetting the tempur-pedic bed on the Pat Burns induction that never was. Shame on you.