14 November 2008

"Thunder And Lightning"

So I finally got around to picking up that Phil Esposito autobiography - from the library of all places (can you imagine?!?). This book promised to be full of the wildest and craziest stories from the hockey world in the 70s - the era that defined wild and crazy, drugs and drinking, money and manly men and slutty women. Or so the movies tell me.

I'm only a few chapters into the book and so far it seems to be comprised exclusively of 3-5 sentence anecdotes - each concluding with a statement like "we were so crazy!" or "man, I loved to have fun!" or "we were so wild back then!". He can tell a story about how he and his brother once tried to seduce their babysitter, and about the first time he had sex (presented as an afterthought to the babysitter story), and fill pages and pages with other similar stories - all without swearing, and using words like "bullcrap". It makes me smile. It's like sitting at the bar with your uncle or friend of your Dad and hearing about all of their old drinking adventures from university. In fact it is exactly like that, as if transcribed directly.

I hope the stories become more substantial, but if not - good on the guy for having enough drinking stories to fill 300-some pages and for still being alive.

Also of note is how well Paul Quarrington was able to write from the perspective of an aged hockey hero in King Leary (which came out first) - the similarities in the storytelling are uncanny (but I guess that's what makes him a good writer).

EDIT: turns out there is swearing. Lots and lots of swearing - making his use of the word "bullcrap" that much more funny to me...

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