No worries, Mr. Chairman. All good either way. I felt the need to introduce a bit of math at the front end, but try to phase it out quickly as it's only to introduce how improbable the picture is. Beyond a certain point number crunching isn't necessary, when things get so improbable, doing so distracts from the main point imo.
Indeed, there is enough math involved that my eyes are now glazed over. I didn't graduate from high school when people normally do. It took a car accident which meant the loss of my career and then attending North Island College for a couple years around 2005 to actually get my grade 12 diploma. If it weren't for the enormous patience of a math teacher, I never would have graduated. I lean far more to things like history and the creative rather than the analytical.
Math aside, this is amazing:
"A very big goal. But in fact Henderson scored the game-winners in each of the Summit Series’ last three games, all of which Canada had to win in order to not lose the series."
*break*
"Henderson later moved on to the World Hockey Association, which played its very first game less than two weeks after the Summit Series concluded. In the WHA he only scored 3 game-winning goals in 360 regular seasons games..."
Remarkable. And in spite of the math, the odds are not lost on me.
I have little recollection of the 1987 Canada Cup. In fact, I have none. It was near the end of a dark time in my life and my brain was usually in an altered state. I can't add much more except to say, perhaps I should watch the series?
2010 Vancouver
The memories I have of Team Canada revolve considerably around Roberto Luongo. He was the hometown goalie playing on the biggest hockey stage of his life, and of all Canadians' lives. I recall not having complete confidence in him. In the previous couple of years he had crapped the bed in big games against Chicago in the Stanley Cup Playoffs which led to Vancouver's defeat, and I watched much of the gold medal game through my fingers which were covering my face. And yes, he did look shaky at times, and the two goals he let in weren't exactly snipes by Joe Sakic from the slot. I was happy he was given the start in the gold medal game, but I was so nervous. The Canucks were already quite hated by this time by much of Canada, and if Luongo let our entire country down by letting in a bad goal and we lost the gold medal, it would have been disastrous. On this forum alone we would have been vilified. I could barely watch the overtime. It was that uncomfortable for me.
Then, it was not Luongo who let in a weak one, it was Ryan Miller. I did not see that coming, particularly after Miller's stellar performance to that point.
How do you spell relief? C-R-O-S-B-Y.
