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Wednesday, January 29, 2003

Olfactory Offenses

Let me start off by saying I love hockey players. I love their toothless grins, their not-shaving during the playoffs superstitions, and their goofy Canadian (or Czech or Russian or Minnesotan) accents.

One of the things I've learned on the job is that hockey players are also the coolest of the pro athletes. They're generally nice, down-to-earth, genuine, funny guys. Second on the list is football offensive lineman, they're usually so happy that they're being interviewed that they make it worth your while. (Last on the list is basketball players. They're moody.)

But as much as I love hockey players, there's one thing I'll never get over. Though they're the nicest to deal with, they're also the smelliest athletes (Arena football players run a close second). The stench just from the hallway outside the Cottonmouths' locker room is so strong that it stays with you for hours. Seriously.

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