Psychic Hockey Twins

07 Jan 2012

Harrison Mooney for Puck Daddy:

They’re not at the level of a Gretzky, Lemieux, or even a Crosby, but do you honestly expect that the NHL will yield another pair of identical twins that have more chemistry than a biography of Robert Boyle because they’ve never played apart in their lives? Seriously, once in a lifetime.

I like to remind people that I am from Saskatchewan: a prairie boy by home and heart. The West Coast may be where I was raised, but long, drawn out sunsets and wide, open plains call to me. Home is powerful. We are driven from it; we are called to it; and we try, for our entire lives, to return to it. All that aside, I have no interest in the Winnipeg Jets, because the hockey that they play can hardly be said to be impressive.1

From time to time, I dare to call myself a hockey fan although I have started to be more precise and declare myself a Canucks fan, but even this may prove to be a falsehood in a few years, as this team that I have grown to appreciate transforms into the next iteration. This is my first time investing energy into a sports team and I do not know if my interest will flow from the Sedin-Canucks to the generation that follows.

The measure of a talented hockey player has little to do with respect or adoration – although their achievements thus far should merit them some of the former, at least and, in fact, it has. There is no trophy for “best psychic duo”, but back-to-back Art Ross wins is as close as it comes. It may be that the disrespected-Sedins narrative that we, as Canucks, frequently tout is, as most narratives are, constructed. Perhaps by the media, looking for a story. Perhaps by the fans, looking for excuses. I will not deny that there is some truth to it, but good fictions are built upon an interpretation of some facts.

Regardless, Henrik and Daniel Sedin do not need to be viewed league-wide as wizards on skates. It is enough for me that they are incrediblely talented at what they do and that I am fortunate enough to be able to watch them. If you choose not to enjoy them or wish to malign their accomplishments, be my guest. It is your loss.

I will be sitting down to the next game with Harrison Mooney and the thousands of other fans who recognize that these are once in a lifetime players. And I would not miss it for the world.

  1. Consistently, that is. I won’t deny that there are aspects of the Jets’ game that are impressive. You don’t get the second best Home record in the league without doing some things well.