Patrice Bergeron doesn’t even really like talking about it anymore, the hit that nearly ended his hockey career.

It was a borderline act of puck cowardice masquerading as a hit by Randy Jones of the McFilthy and McNasty Philadelphia Flyers that went down on that fateful date of Oct. 27, 2007, and ended Bergeron’s fourth NHL season last year after only 10 games.



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During Theo Epstein’s reign as Red Sox General Manager, the organization has won a pair of World Series titles and taken the baseball world by storm while evolving into a “scouting and player development machine."

Those were the GM’s own words when he was handed the reigns to the ballclub prior to the 2003 season, and the local-boy-turned-baseball-exec promptly followed every dotted “I” and crossed “T” that had been previously mapped out.



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Professional hockey players live, eat, sleep and breathe for those little frostbitten moments when they’re tooling around with a puck on a frozen sheet of ice.

They’re always shooting, checking and sometimes even landing punches with the same end game in mind: a chance to play in the Stanley Cup Playoffs and perhaps – if everything breaks just the right way – to raise the silver and nickel-alloyed piece of immortality known as Lord Stanley’s Cup overhead in ultimate and perfect victory.



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The droning and deafening buzz of the Zamboni and the unmistakable “thwap” of hockey stick punishing puck rubber in the month of September signals only one thing in New England: the Black and Gold are back.

A return to the icy-cold Boston-area rinks that inspired one of my favorite Dunkin’ Donuts commercials and the distinctively pungent aroma of a hockey locker room are two random things I always look forward to each and every fall, and this autumn is no different than any other – yet it’s altogether different at the same time.



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