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VIEWPOINTS John B. McClelland Cathy Olliffe It's an absolutely gorgeous carly sum- mer day. The sun is shining, people are strolling around in shorts and"t-shints, kids are, playing in the park and Lake Scugog, shimmering i in pale #| ~bluerhas'hever looked nicer. So, with sum- mer finall why are my thoughts on that sport played through the long, cold winter months? Two reasons: I'm sorry to hear that the two guys who coached the Junior C MoJacks for the last four seasons are siep- ping down; and for the first time in my life I'm ashamed to say I'm a Montreal iens/ fan First, word about Ken Harman and Garnet Warriner who announced at the Junior C 'awards night and banquet Saturday they won't be returning 0 the MoJack h in September. Coaching Junior C hockey, or at any competitive level these days is a tough proposition. The amount of time one has to commit is incredible. Despite the differences in their ages, Ken and Garnet worked extremely well together. Though Ken, as head coach, had the final decision, one big reason for their success was their ability to communicate, to consult each other and to listen. In this day and age, that's an increasingly rare thing, this ability to listen. Throw in the dedica- tion and commitment, fiot to mention a horough und ding of the technical side of hockey,'and it's not 100 hard to see why these two guys enjoyed a successful tenure behind the bench that included two league champi hips. Ken is stepping down 10 have 1 mQre 10 spend with his wife and%oung son. t will remain with the team, though not in a coaching role. One thing I noticed about these two guys over the last few seasons is their confrol behind the bench. Sure, there were occa- sions when they would question a call by an official. But I never saw either of them berate an official in foul language that could be heard in every comer of the arena, the way some coaches do, This kind of con- trolled behavior may not win hock- ey games, but it sure a touch of class 10 an organization. This is not to say that Ken and Gamet didn't "get steamed" over a call from time to time (that comes with the game). But it was the way they handled their anger that always impressed me. They gave countless hours of their time to Junior C hockey in this community over the last few years, put competitive teams on the ice (two League championships). and played a big role in k As it ums out, I have every right to be winning They will be missed. that's for ¢ certain. And now, a brief word from a die-hard Mofftreal fan. Yea, that's right, the "bleu- blanc-rouge" have been close 10 my heart since I was a youngster growing up in north-castem Ontario. A kid, had to make his choice carly in those days: the Leafs or Since moving to this part of Ontario, I have taken a fair amount-of "heat" over the years for being a Habs fan, but my loyalty has never wavered. Until now. I am just more than a little ticked off with the Canadiens, going dewn the tubes in four | straight to Boston. There's no shame in los- ing, but the Habs looked absolutely sick; a feeble, dis-organized gang of under-achiev- ers hoping for one more miracle from Patrick Roy. 1 ama fan of solid defensive hockey, but that wes ridiculous. Pat Bums, with his temper tantrums and foul mouth i in both has wom pletely thin. His days as head coach have to be numbered. I'm sure I speak for a lot of Montreal fans who suffered through that dreadful display that some huge changes are needed on the ice and off. The Habs almost went down the tubes at the hands of the Whalers, for gosh sake. If that didn't tum some waming lights on in Serge Savard's office, nothing would. One news report I read after the demise Saturday night suggested the French-English "problem" is partly to blame. The team is split into cliques over language. Seems to me that bad hockey and bad strategy are just that, no matter what language. Not only did they lose alot of in the second half of the sedson, they, 8, boring, boring. Bring back the good old "fire wagon" brand. of hockey. Find another Lafleur, another , another Lemaire, anoth- er Shutt. The Rocket must have been spin- ning as he watched that Boston series. If he were in his prime and.was on a team with a bunch of whining under-achievers, you know what he would have done: kick butt up and. down St. Catharines Street, that's what. I'm not ready to give up on my team quite yet. Old loyalties die very hard. And as long as I live, I will never forget that New Year's Eve game in 1975 against the Russians. At least I hale had more to cele- brate in recent memory a lot of friends who live and die by the 3 But like I said, the Habs didn't just lose a series, they lost ugly. And that is not acceptable. id about what's in my grocery cart. I've been paranoid about grocery shop- ping ever since | was old enough to know Bits 'n Bites weren't as prestigious, health- wise, as a head of lettuce. But I like them! Despite the fact they make my smell like a sewer gone bad, they're my favourite treat and I like to load up on the ol' Bites. Husband Doug, on the other hand, likes ripple potato chips and dip. So as you can see, our shopping cart has the potential © look like junk food alley. Which-is highly embarrassing when you run into people you know -- nige, slim people, whose carts are full of nothing but boneless, skinless chicken breasts, tunafish, grapéfruit and head lettuce. Maybe I'm paranoid (I am, I've already admitted that), but I swear this is true -- while you're standing there in Aisle 3 talk- ing about the weather, they're stealing side- ways glances at your shopping cart and seéretly feeling smug because they're just $0 much more healthy than you are. I can just hear what's going on inside their heads -- "No wonder her thighs make me think of approaching thunderstorms... loak:at all the crap in that cart." So I try to disguise the chips and the Bites by covering them up with things | don't even like -- things like the afore-mentioned tunafish, so people will think I'm not a total oinker. I get home from shopping sometimes, with stuff I've never even heard of before -- stuff that will sit in the back cupboard and gather dust for a year and a half until I figure it's gone bad and toss it out. Isn't that stupid? To worry about what other people think about your groceries? No! Well, yes! It is stupid! But people real- ly do like to look in your shopping cart. It's a natural curiosity, like looking in the toilet bowl before you flush or standing in front of the refrigerator like it's a wide screen TV set. I've caught myself peering into other people's carts. Yes, yes, it's true. I'm just as guilty as the next guy. The ultimate proof of shopping cart talk came the other day while having tea with two friends. The one friend spent several minutes describing a family in a grocery store, yelling at each other. The kids were screaming and whining, and the father vas screaming right back at them. "No wouer they're all hyper -- it's all the sugar they cat," my friend said, "their shopping cart was loaded with junk food." Paranoid? / don't think so. B= UnsiLvED MysiEny E49 A dignified- looking couple, don't you agree? Nothing much is known - about them at Scugog Shores Museum. They're filed away in the archives' 'unknown' file -- rather a lonely fate. If you can identify this couple, call the museum at 985-3589. B= SnarsHoOT OF THE WEEK = Scu60G6 CITI26nS Okay, on send It to the e more time please! "The little girl pic- tured is 11-month- old Shanna Steet of Port Perry. The pictures were . taken by her Aunt Lee-Ann Jepma. Thanks so much, --Grandma Joanne Jepma." If you have a snapshot you'd Iike to share, Meet Wendy MacNell and Michael LeBlanc. This loving couple recently became Scugog Citizens having moved from the city a year ago. Wendy is doing the commuting thing still (groan) but hopes to find work in the area eventually. Michael has been involved in two Borelian productions. He collects records and 'stuff'. Watch for them at garage sales! . .