My mother and I had a lovely, ordinary day yesterday. We picked up the shades I had ordered at Home Depot, returned something to Ikea, bought a few things at Ikea and Canadian Tire. (The shades fit! Huge sigh of relief.) Later we all took the dogs for a lakeside stroll, hung out in the backyard, had a terrific Greek dinner in the neighbourhood, looked at some of the beautiful streets and houses nearby.
But the unquestionable Canadian highlight of the day came at 8:00 p.m.: we saw "Hockey Night In Canada" for the first time. More specifically, we saw Don Cherry in action.
Allan and I knew of Don Cherry. We've seen pictures of him, a news clip here and there, and when a HNIC outrage erupts, we see it in the US sports media. But we had never seen him at work, until last night. Whoa.
Let me put it this way. When I saw him spoofed on "Air Farce," I assumed it was exaggerated. But the man himself is a spoof - a walking parody.
Come on, folks. Can this be real?
We didn't actually watch the game - and I understand that Cherry's "Coach's Corner" is often more popular than the game itself. Flipping channels, we noticed an A&E "Biography" about Cherry (obviously timed for the return of HNIC), so we were able to get some background. My favorite bit was a talk show that brought together Cherry and Scott Thompson, a humourous but pointed confrontation that ended with the two cuddling on the couch. Priceless. Another interesting factoid: when Cherry's daughter married, her husband took her last name. Love it.
Don Cherry memories and opinions welcome.