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Farewell to The King: Remembering Jason Botchford (1971 - 2019)

Well this fucking sucks.

As I’m sure by now you’re aware, long-time Canucks beat-writer Jason Botchford passed away this week from apparent heart failure. He was 48 years old, and is survived by his wife Kathryn and three young children, Sienna, Keira, and Hudson. The real tragedy here, and this can not be stated enough, is that a young family lost a loving and dedicated husband and father. But it is clear in the tributes and outpouring of love for him — on Twitter, on radio airwaves, in newspaper columns — that this was a man who meant so much to so many.

As a writer and broadcaster, he was an innovator. He was divisive. He was aggressive. He was unapologetic. He was authentic. And more than anything, he wanted to be respected. Though he could seem almost constantly aggrieved over perceived slights and felt at times unappreciated by his peers, I think he always knew his day would come — that the next generation of rising talents in the Vancouver hockey media looked up to him the way he had looked up to Tony Gallagher when he arrived in the city in 2005. Deep down Jason knew he would someday years down the line be toasted the way Tony is now — and if he didn’t, I did my best to tell him whenever I got the chance. Because this is not a case of a man being lionized in death, made to be larger than he was. Botch was always a living legend. And he was also my friend.

Posted on May 3, 2019 and filed under podcast, interviews, Editorial.

Stop Defending the Sanctity of the ESPYs

Bruce Jenner was the most put-upon man in America.

There are so many reasons to be struck by sadness while watching an average episode of Keeping Up With The Kardashians. That you have found yourself watching it is reason enough. But to see an Olympic hero, one of the most dynamic and accomplished athletes in American history, reduced to a national joke — a punching bag for his famous-for-being-famous family — was what did me in. If Jenner was escaping out the back door for a good cry away from prying eyes, who could have blamed him? Stumbling upon the show for fifteen minutes is intolerable enough. Imagine it being the inescapable reality of your life.

Watch any episode and you will see the ridiculous condescension and disrespect this champion endured for affording these ingrates the fabulous life they lead. What strength it must take to endure all that.

Little did we know of the depths of that strength. And little did we know of the depths of that sadness.

All of the Women I've Ever Known Who Wanted To Be Sports Journalists Stopped

All of the women I've ever known who wanted to be sports journalists stopped.

They quit, and thought it better to go do something else. Because pursuing the dream job just wasn't worth all the other stuff.

I'm not going to deal with specifics here, because those stories are their own and not mine to tell, but I will state the obvious: this is a problem.

Posted on December 3, 2014 and filed under Editorial.

On Mitch Palfi, Jordan Tonsi, and judgment.

 Saturday's game between the Dawson Creek Junior Canucks and the Slave Lake Wolves was always destined to be a strange one. They always are. 

When we made our first trip to Slave Lake last season, we were in some ways fortunate to arrive on a semi-historic evening for the both the team and the town they play for. It was the Wolves first home game in their return to the NWJHL, and a tall drink of water for a community thirsty for junior hockey, having gone a year without it in the wake of the terrible fires that had ravaged Slave Lake the previous summer. It was an emotional evening, for some perhaps too emotional -- as in the third period, when an intoxicated fan dissatisfied with my call of the game offered to take my job off my hands, so that, in his words, he could tell the folks back home just how bad the Junior Canucks really were. When I refused, he offered to fight me instead. I was able to talk him out of all of this, live on the air, in what is still the most bizarre incident I've been a part of as a broadcaster.