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Quotation of the Day for May 3, 2013"Before the dawn of delicate feelings for goalkeepers, it was possible to caress the divine cruelties of my opponents, returning a knee to the kidney with an elbow that released a stream of coruscating crimson. Now, the only paltry magic to hope for is a hat trick from my teammates, or sadder, a vanished puck, the dull seconds dragging by as I or another mummified toreador gropes the blunt crevices of pads and plastic in search of the fat disc. I barely dare to imagine a high stick that might empty the bench, blue and orange sails billowing on a sea of white, players lunging to cross and recross the scarred ice." - Andrea Pitzer, from Nabokov Wins One for the Islanders. Pitzer, author of The Secret Life of Vladimir Nabokov, wrote the piece about New York Islanders goalkeeper Evgeni Nabokov. [http://www.mcsweeneys.net/articles/nabokov-wins-one-for-the-islanders] [http://www.cbc.ca/player/Radio/As+It+Happens/ID/2382739358/] Submitted by: Terry Labach May 2, 2013  |
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