Anyone who grew up in a winter climate can probably remember playing hockey on a rink near the house. One day as the fellows were playing a car pulled up and a couple of men got out and were watching as the boys played. Talking to each other, they made notes and then later asked the boys for their names. The men were scouts from a couple of the farm clubs looking for potential players.

The boys were thrilled beyond words, knowing that they were being considered for greater things. Two of the boys were eventually signed up to play for farm teams. Hard work and devotion to the sport would be needed to become part of the greatest league of all, and then one day it happened!

- James Lumbers