Blackhawks should buy Mush memorabilia in their march to glory

Famous Harold Mush March pucks to be auctioned at Heritage.jpg It's time for owner Rocky Wirtz to break open the checkbook and buy a piece of Blackhawks history to put on display at United Center.
At a sports memorabilia auction Oct. 1-2 in Dallas, winger Harold "Mush" March's Stanley Cup-clinching goal from 1934 will go to the highest bidder.
Since that was the first of an awfully sparse three championships in team history, and took place dramatically off a faceoff during overtime, that puck belongs at the UC as motivation for a fourth title.
Rocky might as well also buy March's 1934 Blackhawks jacket and his 1935-36 jersey, which also will be on the trader's block. This collection would make for a nice display case to show the kiddies and lend an air of black-and-white gravitas to the colorful Madhouse on Madison.
March was also part of the 1938 Cup champion team in Chicago. So this 17-year Blackhawk is deserving of a trophy case all to himself. At 5-foot-8, 140 pounds, we could have frozen Mush and squeezed him in there, too, but another opportunity lost.
When March died in 2002, we were busy trying to decide if hockey would survive in Chicago, let alone trophy cases.

The person winging home from Dallas with the historic March puck should be whomever Wirtz chooses to send to the auction as his representative.
I have checked my busy schedule and would be free to shill for a millionaire at a moment's notice. I once had the same job with Sammy Sosa, so experience shouldn't be an issue.
You try getting a job in this economy where shilling for millionaires is the best thing on your resume. Tough market.
I'm uncommitted really until Oct. 31, when I have to attend to my yearly duties of haunting something other than a bar. Except, of course, for Oct. 5 when I make a Puckcast debut with Forklift and CT and my son on the HOCKEENIGHT.com website, and seek to lower my reputation from horrid to disgraceful.
All Wirtz really needs to do is to send me a blank check in the mail and I'll take care of the rest. I know how busy he is fighting the state of Illinois over liquor taxes and being sure Dale Tallon gets his hush money and hiring a babysitter to drive Patrick Kane home at closing time.
The man has a tiger by the tail, my friends.
The Blackhawks suddenly are a hot ticket, even before the games begin. Like Lindsay Lohan and Britney Spears, you hear their names pop up over the least little gossip about boobs trying to straighten out their lives. That's when you know how important and significant you've become.
For instance, on Thursday, the Blackhawks had their name dropped in the White House in Washington and a courthouse in Phoenix. They are on everyone's lips, be it busting elderly cabbies or giving $63 million to injured free agents unable to play for a while.
President Obama rued that it was Pittsburgh and not Chicago coming to the White House as Stanley Cup champions, while a NHL lawyer argued in the Coyotes case about whether their fate would be better staying there or moving to Hamilton (Ontario) that the Blackhawks should be used as a template.
Lose in Chicago, he stated, and no fans turn out. Win in Chicago, he added, and they are suddenly the NHL's best draw. His point--and do you really need to go to law school for this?--was the Coyotes should stay in the desert and see if they can take the heat by winning for a change.
It seems beside the point to me whether the Coyotes lose in Phoenix or Hamilton, but I'm certain they will be more comfortable in Arizona than Ontario, especially come January. So stay by all means.
I am bursting with pride to be in a city where hockey is suddenly every bit as crucial as whether Steve Dahl is able to make a go of it on a podcast from his basement.
Hockey fans have been in that basement for years. But if we can get the Blackhawks to be part of the conversation at the White House and cement our link to tradition by building monuments to Mush at the UC, why, I believe we have change we can believe in.
Oh, no, I just remembered. Cristobal Huet is still our starting goalie, right?
Oh, well, let's mush on. Maybe the Blackhawks will qualify for a goalie modification plan and Obama can put in a good word when Huet turns to mush by March.

6 Comments

Dave Morris said:

Mike, you get my vote to mush for Mush.

I know it isn't much, and may only amount to a measly micron of mulch as you attempt to fertilize your field of dreams with a Cup-winning puck.

Hey, it's a step up from the puck-deflecting cups that have preserved the family jewels of Hawkey players while the significant silver has consistently eluded them.

And don't you fret about Goalie Mitigation Initiatives, or GMI, as it's known to those who know (as opposed to 'known knowns' and 'known unknowns', etc etc).

The Great StanBo has conferred with Hungarian clairvoyante, Madame Zara, whose crystal ball cogitations are devoured by NHL GMs as eagerly as her chicken paprikash.

The solution is nigh.

La Zara sees the Hawks swooping to a Stanley swipe thanks to a swap with Dandy Don Waddell that sees...and hold on to your petunia...Steeg, Buf and another 'player to be named' (or two) to the Thrash for Killer Kovalchuk.

In the cage fight that promises to be the Western Conference, the Hawkey Flock will simply out-punch the other palookas. (With Twenty Cent heavily involved in these skate-by shootouts...)

Therefore, The Count of Monte Cristo will be able to make souffles and take naps in game, while his teammates are busy cycling the puck endlessly at the other end and potting pucks at their whim.

The Blackhawks will, Madame Zara continues, meet The Pingu Posse in the Cup Final and exact their revenge for '92.

Posted on September 12, 2009 11:37 AM

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