CrashingTheGoalie

by Ron Spence

It’s the Roaring Twenties, and there’s hockey on the front covers of January and December issues – 1927 – of the Saturday Evening Post.
“Here was a new generation,” F. Scott Fitzgerald wrote, In This Side of Paradise, “to find all Gods dead, all wars fought, all faiths in man shaken.”

What’s wrong with these pictures? No alienation happening here. Just a couple of jealous guys.

And F. Scott hasn’t lost all of his faith in mankind, as he’s making a few bucks selling articles to the Saturday Evening Post.

Playing hockey is somehow symbolic of good and innocence.

The Saturday Evening Post hasn’t heard of the “unwashed surgeon,” Sprague Cleghorn, or Eddie “Old Blood ‘n Guts” Shore.

There’s just the girl waiting for her guy, and the boy helping his girl to put on her skates.

And the tittering two?

They become the old men from the Muppet movies.

And diehard Leafs fans.