Because You're Mine...I Walk The Line

Being as Walk The Line is my new favorite movie, here's one reason why:

and another...

and maybe one more....


Yeah.

He's pretty.

......21 To Win

I have to be honest right off the bat on this one, I didn't always like Peter Forsberg. He seemed a little arrogant and egotistical to me. Not to mention he was constantly being compared to Joe Sakic. I could never deny that he is a great player, I just didn't think it necessary to say Joe should be more like Peter or vice versa. To me, they are two very different kind of players. Anyway, this is a story about the night that changed my mind about 'ol Foppa.



It was January 4th, 2002, Heather and I were outside of the Pepsi Center waiting for players to come out.....AGAIN. Most of these guys were great each and every time we met them and we just couldn't get enough. Back to my point, Peter came out and...SURPRISE SURPRISE, he was signing autographs. He intimidated me a bit since I always figured he just had perma-attitude. Heather asks, "Are you going to ask him for a picture?". I could feel myself staring at her like she had just spoke a different language, "No...there's no way he'll do it and I don't want to not like him even more". He was getting closer and I held out my program for him to sign. I'm not well under the circumstances of beautiful men all around me, so it started to become my thing not to remember what was happening before I met these guys. The next thing I know he was right in front of me and out it came, "Can I have a picture with you?". He smiled and kindly obliged! I turned to give my camera to Heather and put my stuff down somewhere. I turned to him to find him eye level to me with his famous grin, "You ready?" he asked as I fell into those ice blue eyes and groaned, it was all I could do. Heather snapped the picture and I was a changed person.



Reading this as I go, I feel a bit shallow for the reasons I changed my mind about Peter. It definitely is a "had to be there" situation. I had heard stories that he was shy or whatever and then came to believe these stories that night. He was VERY sweet then and each time I met him afterwards. I think I just might have jumped to conclusions too quickly with him.



I promise to not be stuck on the Avs stories. I was forced to change my opinion of Brendan Shanahan, Jeremy Roenick, and Trevor Kidd to name a few. I love all hockey players no matter what, but here's just one last image of #21.



Until next time.....enjoy all the "GUNH" material!!