Ihand the map of Sweden to Nick Lidstrom. I ask him to circle his home town. It's in the southern half of the country. "Vasteras," he says. "Very nice place.""And where is your teammate Tomas Holmstrom from?" I ask."Tomas?" he says, snickering. "He's from ...up north."I go to Holmstrom. I hand him the map of Sweden. He circles his hometown. It is indeed in the north. "Pieta," he says. "Very nice place.""And where is Lidstrom from?""Nick?" he says, rolling his eyes. "He's from ...down south."
DALLAS -- First, he shoved the Stars' best player, Mike Modano, and knocked him to the ice like a bully flooring a schoolkid. Then he flipped another Dallas star, Pat Verbeek, stripping his helmet as he was sent sprawling. The ref blew the whistle and pointed -- you, mister, I mean you -- and the Detroit Bad Boy snarled and shook his head.And this is our goalie.
Maybe if he didn't look so young. Maybe if we added crow's feet to his eyes, gave him scars, a receding hairline, a prescription for Viagra. Maybe then, people would take Chris Osgood more seriously."How about if you looked like Slava Fetisov?" I asked Osgood the other day."No thanks," he said, softly laughing.
Mitch Albom writes about running an orphanage in impoverished Port-au-Prince, Haiti, his kids, their hardships, laughs and challenges, and the life lessons he’s learned there every day.