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When I was thirteen years old I was in love with Eric Lindros. I was all about him, couldn’t get enough of him. I couldn’t wait to see which team got him first when he entered the NHL as the first overall draft pick in 1991 [Quebec Nordiques’].
I don’t know- I lost interest in him fast. Injuries are one thing but being a pussy is another and he started to remind me of Pavel Bure who I fucking hate and it was over. When they played together on the Rangers watching games would almost induce vomiting. My love for Lindros died faster than I could even say TODD BERTUZZI. I mean really, Lindros was not my first hockey crush and I KNEW he would not be the last.
Although with that said, Lindros is the only hockey player I have ever bought hockey cards of. I remember the day I bought them. I don’t remember what they cost though. It was when I lived in Smithers. [best Northern B.C. town EVER] I’m sure it must have been an impulse buy based solely on not being able to find something to buy with my allowance money burning a hole in my pocket. Fucking allowance money did that to me constantly.
I know pretty much nothing about hockey cards, these just sat in their little plastic covers hiding in boxes, popping up to say hi every now and then if I was going through the storage locker.
I like to dream big. And I won’t lie even though my love for Lindros fizzled fast, my dreams of grandeur that the cards would be worth MILLLLLLLLLLLLLIONS one day never faded. Sometimes it is sad how our dreams are dashed in an instant. And sometimes it hurts your stomach AND your cheeks laughing so fucking hard you almost pass out from lack of oxygen when you find out both cards combined are worth about thirty cents.
Fuck you Lindros.
October 4th, 2007 at 11:12 am
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