I was looking for something to wear before I wandered off to the Sharks game this morning, and the wander through the drawers brought up my fiarly old, really cool Calgary Flames jersey.
The sweatshirt has "Campbell Conference Champions" on one arm, "Stanley Cup Champions" on the other, and a nice imprint of Mike Vernon in goal on the front. We're talking the 88-89 season, so this was bought while the Sharks were still a good idea, but not having yet shown up.
There's a good story that goes along with the sweatshirt. The day I had my right kneecap put back in place, I wanted to wear something warm. The sweatshirt, once I pulled it down, went down to about mid-thigh. I hobbled out wearing that sweatshirt, athletic shorts, and standard jock shoe and sockwear.
Not being gifted with loads of patience regarding surgery and being darned bored, I decided later that day to wander in to work. Still wearing that gear, and a big honking chunk of elastic bandages and tape over the knee, I grabbed my cane, drove to work, and limped on in.
Who do I run into while in the lobby of IL6 at Apple but Michael Spindler. If looks could kill, I wouldn't be writing this right now. Obviously I wasn't dressed to properly give Apple all my professional attention. Yeah, right.
I gave him a hearty, "yo, dude!", and got into the elevator.
I outlasted Spindler by quite a few years, and when I left Apple, I left of my own volition, I didn't expect them to pay me to go away.
And I still have a way cool sweatshirt.
Posted by lsefton at April 10, 2004 07:06 PM