The Hockey News

Updated: February 12, 2013, 4:05 PM ET
By Jeff MacGregor | ESPN.com


We played in the dark. Most years the pond at the edge of the woods didn't freeze, but the wetland shallows next to it usually did, that swamp where we'd skate before school between the hummocks and the scrub pines and the tree roots. Summers it was all reeds and skunk cabbage and mud to your ankles, but in a good winter it was a clean sheet of ice and a dozen kids on skates. All red-cheeked speed and cut-down sticks we'd play until it was time to run for the bus. The ...

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