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In the Air Tonight
13 years ago
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angelbearoh
Note: This was set to take place following the Tundra/Wanderers game 2 weeks ago.
In the air tonight
by Jack Van Weezer, FSPN
fhl correspondant
Skye Goodfellow shows up over the eastern skyline, his white wings seesawing lazily as he glides toward the Doodle Gardens. He is wearing a white Tundra road jersey and black jeans, and carrying his satchel full of playing gear in his left paw.
A small cadre of curious onlookers has already gathered around Gate A, two hours in advance of the game with the home town favorite Hamilton Wanderers. They have found Skye’s means of commuting to work more interesting than what he actually does there.
But not by much. Coming into tonight’s game, Skye was the proud owner of four goals and five assists, two goals and two assists have come since he was traded to Green Bay from Portland in exchange for Vav, the gifted toucan right winger.
Skye banks into a turn toward the fans and glides toward them, giving a friendly wave with his free paw. Then, unsure whether he’d get real love from this crowd, changed direction again, climbing toward a soft landing on the arena’s roof. He knows the novelty of flying to work on his own angel wings would evaporate quickly without some real goal production to satisfy the fans.
Skye needen’t have worried. He came away from the contest with one goal, one assist. Before you debunk the one goal, let me tell you that that came by way of 14 shots on goal, seven in the first period alone. There is much to be said for perseverance.
It is after this fine performance that I was able to secure Skye for an interview.
Jack Van Weezer: Tell me the story of what Skye Goodfellow did before he was bitten by the hockey bug.
SG: I was once the guardian angel of a Alpha League Baseball player, all the way until the time he got “called up by the angels that really can fly to right field.” Another thing I did was teach the newly deceased how to fly. Or rather, how to like flying. Every so often I get somebody who’s afraid of heights.
JVW: What got you interested in playing hockey with the FHL?
SG: Well, I had heard that a couple of Care Bears® were playing there, namely Phoenix Audubon and Bedtime Bear. These guys are similar in personality to me, so I didn’t see any harm in participating. I gotta admit, though, when they put me in the box for two minutes for fighting, I get more than a little embarrassed. I mean, who ever heard of an angel with anger issues?
JVW: And all this is okay with the Big Kahuna upstairs?
SG: Yeah, He’s amazingly understanding about it. He’s actually quite the baseball geek.
JVW: The occasional fighting and roughing penalties seem to have done you more good than harm, actually. When you first entered the league, many said you lacked the toughness it takes to play well. Now the other teams know pretty much that they can get you pissed, and there are some things you won’t let them get away with.
SG: You may be right. You may be right.
JVW: What happens to your wings when you suit up for a game? Are they detachable?
SG: No, but I can shrink them down and suck them inside my back for a few hours at a time. They’re not designed to be in there all the time and they get rather painful if I don’t grow them back out.
JVW: There are some people who say you’re wasting your talents playing hockey, that you’d might make a better superhero.
SG: Ha! A one-trick pony like me? All I do is fly. That’s no superhero. At least, not one that I want to read about in the comics.
JVW: The really big news coming from the Tundra organization is that you have been offered an assistant GM position. You weren’t even playing this time last year. How did you land the job?
SG: I’m truly as surprised by this as you are. I guess, aside from my playing prowess, I’m reasonably good with spreadsheets, and that’s what they were looking for.
JVW: Forgive me for asking about this, but you seem to know a thing or two about matters supernatural. What do you make of Aodhan Murphy’s claim to have blacked out the night he scored a record 4 goals and 3 assist against Seattle?
SG: I think maybe he’s got Bobby Ork’s hockey stick.
JVW: Beg pardon?
SG: I mean he got an artifact! Call the guys from Warehouse 13! Handle the stick with those purple rubber gloves and drop it into that shiny mylar bag! Snap, crackle, pop!
JVW: So you don’t think nothing of it?
SG: Natch.
JVW: Moving on, With your new team's founder in comatose from a stroke, would you say it's added any stress to your job up above?
SG: Indirectly. I do notice a lot of fellow players are having a hard time with it. That's to be expected. But as for me, not so much. Death is a doorway into a world that is much more real and where you are much more alive.
JVW: Do have any thoughts on the new head coach so far after his 1st game?
SG: Never saw a guy more appreciative of me, and I'm happy to have him. I'd have to say he's done quite well.
JVW: Thank you very much for your time.
SG: Fly free.
angelbearohNote: This was set to take place following the Tundra/Wanderers game 2 weeks ago.
In the air tonight
by Jack Van Weezer, FSPN
fhl correspondantSkye Goodfellow shows up over the eastern skyline, his white wings seesawing lazily as he glides toward the Doodle Gardens. He is wearing a white Tundra road jersey and black jeans, and carrying his satchel full of playing gear in his left paw.
A small cadre of curious onlookers has already gathered around Gate A, two hours in advance of the game with the home town favorite Hamilton Wanderers. They have found Skye’s means of commuting to work more interesting than what he actually does there.
But not by much. Coming into tonight’s game, Skye was the proud owner of four goals and five assists, two goals and two assists have come since he was traded to Green Bay from Portland in exchange for Vav, the gifted toucan right winger.
Skye banks into a turn toward the fans and glides toward them, giving a friendly wave with his free paw. Then, unsure whether he’d get real love from this crowd, changed direction again, climbing toward a soft landing on the arena’s roof. He knows the novelty of flying to work on his own angel wings would evaporate quickly without some real goal production to satisfy the fans.
Skye needen’t have worried. He came away from the contest with one goal, one assist. Before you debunk the one goal, let me tell you that that came by way of 14 shots on goal, seven in the first period alone. There is much to be said for perseverance.
It is after this fine performance that I was able to secure Skye for an interview.
Jack Van Weezer: Tell me the story of what Skye Goodfellow did before he was bitten by the hockey bug.
SG: I was once the guardian angel of a Alpha League Baseball player, all the way until the time he got “called up by the angels that really can fly to right field.” Another thing I did was teach the newly deceased how to fly. Or rather, how to like flying. Every so often I get somebody who’s afraid of heights.
JVW: What got you interested in playing hockey with the FHL?
SG: Well, I had heard that a couple of Care Bears® were playing there, namely Phoenix Audubon and Bedtime Bear. These guys are similar in personality to me, so I didn’t see any harm in participating. I gotta admit, though, when they put me in the box for two minutes for fighting, I get more than a little embarrassed. I mean, who ever heard of an angel with anger issues?
JVW: And all this is okay with the Big Kahuna upstairs?
SG: Yeah, He’s amazingly understanding about it. He’s actually quite the baseball geek.
JVW: The occasional fighting and roughing penalties seem to have done you more good than harm, actually. When you first entered the league, many said you lacked the toughness it takes to play well. Now the other teams know pretty much that they can get you pissed, and there are some things you won’t let them get away with.
SG: You may be right. You may be right.
JVW: What happens to your wings when you suit up for a game? Are they detachable?
SG: No, but I can shrink them down and suck them inside my back for a few hours at a time. They’re not designed to be in there all the time and they get rather painful if I don’t grow them back out.
JVW: There are some people who say you’re wasting your talents playing hockey, that you’d might make a better superhero.
SG: Ha! A one-trick pony like me? All I do is fly. That’s no superhero. At least, not one that I want to read about in the comics.
JVW: The really big news coming from the Tundra organization is that you have been offered an assistant GM position. You weren’t even playing this time last year. How did you land the job?
SG: I’m truly as surprised by this as you are. I guess, aside from my playing prowess, I’m reasonably good with spreadsheets, and that’s what they were looking for.
JVW: Forgive me for asking about this, but you seem to know a thing or two about matters supernatural. What do you make of Aodhan Murphy’s claim to have blacked out the night he scored a record 4 goals and 3 assist against Seattle?
SG: I think maybe he’s got Bobby Ork’s hockey stick.
JVW: Beg pardon?
SG: I mean he got an artifact! Call the guys from Warehouse 13! Handle the stick with those purple rubber gloves and drop it into that shiny mylar bag! Snap, crackle, pop!
JVW: So you don’t think nothing of it?
SG: Natch.
JVW: Moving on, With your new team's founder in comatose from a stroke, would you say it's added any stress to your job up above?
SG: Indirectly. I do notice a lot of fellow players are having a hard time with it. That's to be expected. But as for me, not so much. Death is a doorway into a world that is much more real and where you are much more alive.
JVW: Do have any thoughts on the new head coach so far after his 1st game?
SG: Never saw a guy more appreciative of me, and I'm happy to have him. I'd have to say he's done quite well.
JVW: Thank you very much for your time.
SG: Fly free.
