Mickey MacKay Real Ty Cobb of Hockey
Graduate of Alberta Club Stars With Vancouver Club in Coast League -- Played Hockey From His Early Days and Has Developed Into Real Ice Marvel
Mickey MacKay, the Pacific Coast's marvel, former Edmonton player and now rover on the Vancouver team, is the Ty Cobb of the great Canadian winter game. If baseball and hockey and the players who play them can be compared with any considerable degree of similarity and a student of both were asked to name the hockeyist who holds the same place in his own game as the famous Georgia peach does in the American national pastime, probably nine out of ten coast fans at least would pick out Mickey MacKay.
Not only does Mickey play hockey in much the same way as Cobb plays ball -- with his head, heart and soul as well as his hands and feet -- but the two are alike in other ways. And the way they came into the big league in each case is in many respects similar.
Christened Duncan MacKay
Mickey Mackay was born in Kincardine, Ont. on May 22, 1897, and his Scottish-Canadian parents gave him the Presbyterian name of Duncan. Mickey is, therefore, one more added to the list of men who have come from the county of Bruce and attained fame in the golden west. At the tender age of six years Mickey's parents moved to Chesley, still in Bruce county, where they younger was destined to lay the foundations for a hockey career.
In his teens Mickey (Duncan became Mickey and has remained so since) played the game of hockey. He was so enthusiastic over it that he missed meals and sleep to cavort on the ice. At sixteen he was playing in two leagues at the same time -- the Northern and a group of the Ontario Hockey Association. Some players will hardly play in one league without being coaxed, but MacKay's indomitable energy, now displayed so prominently against players twice his size, put him in a different class.
Stanley Brings Him West
One of the other ambitious players of that time and place was Barney Stanley, now the hard-checking right wing man of the Millionaires. Stanley heard the call of the west and hit upon Edmonton as a good place to settle. Barney, by the way, has made good in business in the Alberta capital. Sport was booming in Edmonton then and they wanted the best in hockey, so when they saw Stanley perform they wanted to know if there were any more like him down east.
It wasn't long before Barney had the wires hot after Mickey MacKay, and in the winter of 1912-13 Stanley and MacKay showed the natives of Alberta new wrinkles in hockey, and to this day the fans of the foothill province talk of the great year when MacKay and Stanley, with two or three others now in coast league hockey, enthused the multitudes with their brilliant performance.
Play in Boundary League
MacKay came to, saw and conquered new field the next hockey season, that of 1913-14. That winter saw him in Grand Forks, B.C., playing in the semi-pro Boundary League. Many a coast fan might never have known there was a Grand Forks or a Boundary League, but for the fact that they have heard that Mickey MacKay played there the year before he came to the Vancouver Millionaires.
In August, 1914, the former kaiser of Germany threw his legions into France and Belgium in his mad desire to lay the world at his feet. Canada, in quicker time than it takes to tell it, arrayed herself against the Huns, and her first contribution was 25,000 men. Duncan MacKay of Chesley, Ont., was one of the 25,000, and he got as far as Valcartier, Quebec, but was turned back because he was too young, they said.
Out of a Job
So instead of a free trip across the big pond, with $1.10 a day thrown in, Mickey got a free trip back to Chesley, Ont., and was struck off the payroll. But the lure of the ice game was strong and before the first signs of cold weather Mickey wrote to Frank Patrick, president of the P.C.H.A. and manager of the Vancouver club, asking not for tryout, but for permission to try out with Toronto in the east. The agreement between the two big leagues giving[?] the P.C.H.A western territory for recruiting young players and the N.H.L.[sic] the territory east of Port Arthur was then in effect, and as Mickey had been in Grand Forks the year before, he was western material.
"I don't think I'm good enough for pro hockey," wrote Mickey to Frank, "but I would like your league to allow me to try out in the east, and if I don't make good the expenses won't be so much."
Frank Thinks It Over
Frank answered the letter and gladly gave him permission to try out with Toronto. It takes several days for a letter to go from Vancouver to Chesley, Ont., and while it was going Frank got to thinking. In due time Mickey got his letter and at once prepared to go to Toronto.
Of course, there were always numerous players wanting to get tryouts with the pros, some of them living nearby, but this might be an exception, and Frank thought of what the poet said:
Gem of Purest Ray
"Full many a gem of purest ray serene," etc., or words to the effect that some of the finest gems lie on the bottom of the ocean, never to be seen by human eyes. Also of the roses that are born to blush unseen.
Something told Frank to rush over to the telegraph office and wire this Chesley fellow, though he didn't know him from a load of hay, and not take a chance -- an outside chance, it seemed, but a chance nevertheless -- on Toronto's grabbing a good player from him. On the very day Mickey was to go to Toronto to try out with Murphy's team, he got Patrick's wire -- with transportation and expenses to the coast.
Sized Up in Five Minutes
That year the Millionaires had their first workout one night and everybody was invited to come down and see them. The newspapermen were present, just like a league game, and about five minutes after practice started, with MacKay present, Frank Patrick skated over to the press box with a broad smile on his face.
"Greatest player I ever saw," he said to the writer, in speaking of the new recruit.
Some of them thought he was kidding or just handing out a line of publicity talk -- but they say Frank Patrick hasn't changed his mind yet. And the newspaper men present had to admit that at least Mickey looked good in practice, though he might be but a flash in the pan.
Did He Guess Wrong?
The thousands in the east and west who have seen the youthful marvel perform will no doubt answer for themselves whether Frank Patrick guessed right or not, when he took a chance on an unknown player, and when he stamped him as the game's premier performer after seeing him for but five minutes in a practice.
They say Ty Cobb is the monarch of the diamond game. Who is the greatest player of baseball or any other game is a matter of opinion and always will be, but the Georgia Peach has a hockey prototype in the fiery Bruce bullet whose bewildering performances so often thrill lovers of the grand Canadian sport.