Author Archives: Rich Lindbloom

Lindbloom’s View: Reflections on Game One and those pesky ‘Jackets

image001(5)Tis Battered Hands That Hoist the Cup

By Rich Lindbloom 

Are you all ready for this?

It’s been quite a while since the Hawks have faced must-win situations. Escaping the regular season relatively unscathed, the Hawks have embarked on a quest for one of sport’s greatest trophies.

The symbolism the Stanley Cup embodies is one of self-sacrifice – leaving it all on the line – there is no other way. It’s victors are toothless warriors, who limp to the finish line. Not exactly Gettysburg, but close. Read more »

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Lindbloom’s View: I’ll Take You There

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“Oh, mmm, I know a place
Ain’t nobody crying, ain’t nobody worried
Ain’t no smiling faces, mmm, no no”  -The Staples Singers

By Rich Lindbloom

Boy, oh boy. It’s been a pretty “Wild” week as far as hockey news go. We’ve discovered chronic fomenter of unrest Steve Ott has a sensitive side, Jean-Sebastien Giguere may be a Jonathan Toews in goalie equipment, and former referee Kelly Fraser finally comes clean about something I’ve long suspected-apparently, he tried to occasionally even things out after he realized he made a bad call. And believe me; I witnessed a few of Fraser’s bad decisions. Read more »

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Lindbloom’s View: Something to Harp About

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By Rich Lindbloom

If nothing else last week, I discovered how deep, vast and wide the State of Texas is. We visited Lake Rayburn in the east, and then the Austin and San Antonio area. Needless to say, finding the Hawks games at local watering holes proved to be a challenge. With the exception of the King’s game, we were forced to follow the action on our cell phones. Obviously, we were less than enthused with the late game meltdowns-twice against the Quackers and once against LA.

After the first loss to Anaheim, a quite distasteful 2-4 ending, I thought of a perfect way to describe the outcome. Read more »

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Lindbloom’s View: How it Hangs on a Piece of Mind

LetsTalkAboutFeelingsIs getting punched in the face by John Scott an alternative?

“He disliked emotion, not because he felt lightly, but because he felt deeply.” – John Buchan

By Rich Lindbloom

To be honest with you, I had forgotten what it felt like after a Hawks loss. I had been perched on Cloud Nine, (clearly a million miles, from reality), for 24 games in a row. There’s such a feeling of “momentary” euphoria when we triumph over the known scoundrels in the NHL. Truly a case of good triumphing over evil – Truth, justice and the Chicago way. When we win, I devour every word of the postgame show as if something meaningful is actually being said. As the song goes, “Oh Lord it’s hard to be humble, when you’re perfect in every way.” While we all knew it couldn’t last, a feeling of invincibility and smugness had settled in during “The Streak.” Read more »

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Lindbloom’s View: Another One Bites the Dust

image001(3)Another one bites the dust

“Are you ready
Are you ready for this
Are you hanging on the edge of your seat
Out of the doorway the bullets rip
To the sound of the beat. “ – John Deacon

By Rich Lindbloom

One of my favorite things in life is when I see musicians that I’m not really familiar with, and they proceed to blow my socks off. The smaller the venue, the better. It can be jazz, blues, rock even a great musical like Wicked. One of the most exquisite shows I ever went to was at the Park West, on a cold December night. I think it was a WXRT show featuring Phillip Aaberg, Liz story and Night Noise. Before that night, I was unfamiliar with all three artists. I remember the Irish guy from Night Noise labeling one of Aaberg’s pieces “The NutRocker.”  All three played individual sets before joining forces in a “grand” finale. What’s that, you never heard of any of them? – That’s what I’m talking about. Read more »

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Lindbloom’s View: The Best of What’s Around

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“In war, you win or lose, live or die – and the difference is just an eyelash.” – Douglas MacArthur

By Rich Lindbloom

No, that is not a picture of Sam Fels’s family room wall. Actually, it’s my daughter Taylor’s bedroom wall– nothing like a little Blackhawk paraphernalia to brighten up a room! I had to laugh one day when Nathalie looked at the wall and asked, “What have you done to her?” The wall of fame contains rally towels, ticket stubs, Jonathan Toews pictures, more Jonathan Toews pictures and an assortment of other Hawk items. These items eventually replaced a huge foldout of Mark Bell, the 8th pick in the 1998 draft. I remember her asking me, as we drove home from the game that they gave the Bell poster away, if he was any good. I told her yes and the next day it was up on the wall in the room. Sigh…I miss my hockey bud. Read more »

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Lindbloom’s View: “Peaking” too early

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Isaiah 40:31
“but those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength.
They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not
grow weary, they will “skate” and not be faint. – RL abridged version

By Rich Lindbloom

There’s a legend that an eagle knows when a storm is approaching. In fact, while all other avian creatures seek the cover of the tempest tossed tree, the eagle will spread its wings and fly directly into the storm, using the updraft to rise above the approaching danger. Soaring heights and dizzying speeds are achieved that are not attainable under normal conditions. It takes great daring to jump into the maelstrom. Perhaps they achieve this feat by looking up instead of down. Keep your heads up Blackhawks, at the altitude you’re at right now, looking down might cause substantial dizziness. The Hawks are definitely breathing rarefied air at the moment. (At least when they’re not in the locker room.) Read more »

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Lindbloom’s View: Schwantzstookles & Frozen peas

image001(2)Dr Frederick Frankenstein : “For the experiment to be a success, all of the body parts must be enlarged.”
Inga: “His veins, his feet, his hands, his organs vould have to be increased in size.”
Dr. Frederick Frankenstein: “Exactly.”
Inga:  “He would have an enormous schwantzstuker.”
Dr. Frederick Frankenstein: “That goes without saying.”

By Rich Lindbloom 

My wife and I went on a vacation with some good friends in Whistler, B.C. several years ago. While there, we mountain biked, golfed, hiked and horseback rode in that beautiful neck of the woods. Now normally on horse rides, you follow the horse in front of you at a very casual pace. On this ride however the cowboy asked us “do you want to trot?” Everyone was up for it, including myself, despite having what I called at the time, a groin pull. Read more »

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Lindbloom’s View: Bickell and Ovid, Toews and Thornton, Kruger and Salvador Dali

image001(1)Metamorphoses: Basher unleashes his inner butterfly

By Rich Lindbloom

The Roman poet Ovid wrote a book called Metamorphoses about 2,050 years ago on people changing into new bodies – trees, rocks, animals, constellations etc. It’s a great read covering some 250 Greek and Roman myths, man’s feeble attempts to explain the why for and the where for of his existence. (Or as David Byrne sang, “You may ask yourself, well, how did I get here?”) Ovid states in his opening sentence, “I want to speak about bodies changed into new forms.” With those enticing words, the hook is set.

The transformation of Bryan Bickell this season was enough to send me to see if I could locate Ovid’s classic Metmorphoses in the attic. In its day, it was one of those books that you couldn’t put down. Who would have thought 40 years ago that I would be mentioning Bickell’s name alongside Ovid in a hockey piece?  Bickell has always been a bit of an enigma to the throngs pining for blood in the 300 section during the past two seasons. Read more »

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Lindbloom’s View: Let’s Dance

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“Do unto others as they have done unto you
But what in the hell is this world coming to?” – Metallica

By Rich Lindbloom

From a casual bystanders view, one would think the scrap between Jamal Mayers and Raffi Torres had little impact on the outcome of the game in the desert last Thursday. I told people at work that I doubted that the Hawks would even waste any energy exacting just retribution on Raffi for his brutal decapitation attempt of Marian Hossa in last year’s playoffs. After all, it’s as plain as the nose on your face that a good beat down will have little impact on the way Torres plays the game. As the saying goes, “A tiger can’t change its stripes.” Goes to show you what I know about hockey. Read more »

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