
Sept. 20, 2004: Cowboys II
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If 26 years seems like a long time to be playing
adult hockey, consider this: It is longer than most players of the new Cowboy
II hockey team have been alive! It is a second generation of Cowboys
that will step onto the ice this month, donning the Cowboy jersey for first
time - that is with the exception of Derek and Cory May, the now senior members
of the team. They will lead this new squad and will continue as underage
players of the older team in the RIHL. The younger team will enter
the Coast Hockey League where there is no age restrictions. If ever
a milestone were turned, this is one. |
The question of age is one that has followed the Cowboys for a very
long time. When the first of the Cowboys began to reached age 35, not
too far into the 1980's there were rumblings about looking for some old-timer
hockey. The trouble was, not all the team was old enough for an over
35 league. Then, by the time most of us came of age, Derek and Cory
had joined us and something this team has never been willing to do is let
players go, so old timer hockey would have to wait. That is why the
RIHL was the perfect league for us. There were some exceptions to the
rule of over 35, and we would only enter the league on the condition that
our younger players could come along. At the time, that included Derek
May and Mike Molema, but then a few years later, Cory May wanted to play.
The league again bent the rules to allow it, but it nearly led to the
undoing of the league. Other teams began to ask to have underage players
to play. Who were we to argue? Eventually, when the Blackhawks brought
in a 18 year old, the league had had enough. Last year a total ban
of underage player was called for and the motion passed by a slim majority,
the Cowboys naturally opposed. The decision left the Cowboys regrettably
looking for another league because, like always, we chose to stick together
even if it meant joining a younger league. Fortunately, when the RIHL
learned the Cowboys were planning to leave, the ruling was repealed and the
Cowboys age exemptions were allowed to stand. The whole exercise was a bit of a shake up for the Cowboys. Leaving
the RIHL meant many players wanting to play on the Cowboys, but not old enough,
would get a chance. On the other hand, (although no one mentioned it
outloud) it may have been a signal for some of the older players to pass
the torch and perhaps hang them up for good. That would have been tragic,
I think. With the Cowboys continuing in the RIHL, nobody is hanging
them up just yet, but we could not ignore that fact that there were dozens
of kids waiting their chance to join the Cowboys. With the current
age spread, and the tightening of age exemptions in the RIHL, that might
not ever happen. We simple could not hold on long enough for the youngsters
to get old enough. The solution was clear. The time was ripe
to branch out and despite what the skeptics said, Cowboys II were born. It is going to be an interesting season. In some ways it will
be more work, but in other ways the workload will be better shared. There
will be plenty of action to report, and certainly no shortage of player at
our Monday Night scrimmage. There are a few details to work out, sharing ice time with 30 or
more players for practices. The Father/Child Game will be interesting,
Intersquad will take on a new look and I'm not sure what will happen
at the Old Boot Game. How ever things develop, they will develop at
twice the size. We are two hockey teams, but a single Hockey Club.
Our philosophies and attitudes will be shared as will our many mottos,
no the least of which is, "Once a Cowboy , Always a Cowboy." - by Doug Collins |
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Sept. 25, 2004: Making History
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Make a note of this one, because a few years
down the road, at some Cowboys event or in a contest of sorts, the trivia
question will be asked and the answer will be: Prairie boy, Derek McPherson scored the first goal ever for the Cowboys II. It came on a pass from Dave Schotling (whose name I admit, I cannot spell any better than his father-in-law, retired Coach Cruickshank), and MacPherson made no mistake about it, going top shelf with a stinging short past the Hornets netminder. It gave the Cowboys a 1-0 lead and a lead they would not relinquish. Two minutes later, another import, Dalyn Proulx (I will eventually learn how to spell these names) gave the Cowboys' boys a commanding lead. For a moment the term "cake walk" popped into our heads. But it was only the first period and a little too soon to get comfortable. Before the period was over, the opposition got on the board. It was a one goal |
game and time to wake up. The boys did just that with Colin May
firing a rocket to the back of the net from the point. But the Hornets
kept buzzing back, again drawing within one late in the second period, but
that would be as close as they got. Dalyn popped in his second of the
night and the Cowboys II hung on to record the historical 4 - 3 first victory
in their first game ever! These guys can play. They have all
the heart worthy to be called "Cowboys", and a little bit of skill to boot.
I really don't know what the experience was like for some of these
kids. I know it must have felt good to win your first game out with
a new bunch of guys who seem to be getting along good from the outset, but
I wondered it they could sense the magic that I could. I believe they
can appreciate the great Cowboy tradition they were stepping into, but I
wonder if they really know what they are getting into. Playing for
the Cowboys is like no other team. It gets into your blood. It
becomes a part of you. As the saying goes, "Once a Cowboy, Always a Cowboy". Of course that not the only thing that gets into your blood. Derek McPherson was welcomed to the club with ceremonial "toast to Uncle Bob" and was bestowed with the
honour of the Proud Canadian for his historic goal and stellar play. Derek
arrived on the team by means of email, looking for a team to play on after
his planned move from Moose Jaw to Vancouver. At the time, the Cowboys
II team was not yet established but I promised to help him find somewhere
to play. I was delighted to be able to offer him a spot on the new
Cowboys II when he finally arrived. He was pleased to get the opportunity,
but if he sticks around long enough, I believe he will really find out how
fortunate he was to come upon this great group of players and community. This was game one, and we're going to find out a lot more about
all the new Cowboy players fairly soon. They have accomplished the
initial goal - they won one game. I think they're going to win more. On a somewhat over shadowed, but just as important note; The
Cowboys senior team also won their season opener. So the Cowboys are
2 -0. -by Doug Collins | |
Nov. 30, 2004: A Good Time to Point This Out
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The other night in the dressing room I sat
beside and old friend. A 'friend', because I've known him ever since
1979 when we help start this team - 'old', well... because he's old. Of
course that's a relevant term, but in hockey years, you have to agree Hap May,
like many of the Cowboy (myself included) is starting to get on. I
share his pain. We were sitting there quietly lamenting about our individual
performance so far, both of us deliberately avoiding direct mention of the
fact that our combined goal output this season to date was "1". I
certainly could not mention the fact that there is even a goaltender in the
league that has as many. What I do feel is important to mention at this point
is that stats don't give a true picture of an individuals contribution to
the team. |
The older and slower I get, the stronger I intend to hold on to that opinion. It's not just Hap and I that facing the realities of senior hockey, we're not the oldest guys on the team, but we may be feeling the impact of middle age (that's a tough word to say about yourself) a little harder than others right now. But I know just like me, Hap loves the game, and while it may not shown up on paper at the moment, a feel that having Hap back playing steady once again has contributed greater to the team this year than can be measured on the scoresheet. And because it's unlikely that any one else is going to do it, I need to boost my own ego a little bit too. The time has arrived that my contributions to the game now have to be measured differently as well. I believe this season we are looking at the strongest Cowboys Hockey team in the history of the club. We can thank a great deal of that to the younger players, but the old guys are the glue that keeps this team solid. I don't like my odds finishing on the top of the scoring list this season, but I still intend on going out there to make a difference every shift. And if I can do that, you can bet your donkey Hap May is going to do the same. I could say the same for anybody else on the team, but Hap happened to be the guy sitting beside me that game, and he happened to get me thinking about it. There's another reason too, and I think this is about as good a time as any to bring up some Cowboy Trivia. Guess who leads the Cowboys in all-time recorded points since 1988? ... Well, yeah, it's Derek May, sure, but guess who's second? And guess has the most assists? Hap May started this season with 240 assists, 25 more than Derek. Sure Derek gave us a 6 year head start, but you got to remember by the time he joined us, we were already on the decline, and guess what? His time is approaching. As I write he's already out on injury again. I figure all we gotta do is hang on for for 15 , 20 more years and we'll be skating circles around him. Age is the great equalizer. Of course I'm kidding - mostly. I just needed to look at the big picture for a moment to help my self esteem. But this game is not about the moment, and no, it's not about the stats sheet either. But I don't care what they say, it is about winning. And if we can't help our team win by getting goals, then we better find another way to help. Hap contributes with his character and his very presence, and I dare say we will see a few more points to come from him. I went into that game a little unsure of what I had to contribute, but if nothing else, I hoped it would be effort. If I have boosted too much in this writing, it is because I find myself in good company. I am not very humble to include myself with the likes of Hap May, but I must confess, to see a great player like him struggling on the scoresheet like me is nothing short of encouraging. I figure if he can make the difference that he does without scoring, than maybe I can too? We went out that night to face the Ice Cats. While this is a team we should beat and have beat every time we played them, except for the last time, we really needed a win that night. We got one, decidedly defeating them 8-3 and as fate would have it, both Hap and I got two assists! Derek only got one! .. yeah, yeah, I know, he got two goals as well... but I told you, stats aren't that important. The truth is I got my 2 assists just for showing up. When you find yourself one a line between Lawrence Bourke and Rob Wilson, if you don't get a point then someone better check your pulse. One bounced off my skate and I think the other bounced off my forehead. By nevertheless, they all look the same on the scoresheet. They give you a lift even if you don't deserve it, and when things really get down, you can always fall back on good ole Cowboy Trivia. Even know it was a bottom place team we beat, for some reason that victory tasted particularly sweet. Perhaps it was vengence over our previous loss, but I think it was more. We played well, and I felt I had actually contributed with team that is looking better than it ever has. I hope Hap felt that way too, because no longer do we need to be on top on the scoring list to mark our success. I have a new standard now. I just need to finish the season with more points than Hap! - Doug Collins Second All-time Scorer for the Richmond Cowboys (I just felt this was a good time to point this out.) | |
Mar. 21, 2005: Farewell Old Friend (Tribute to UNCLE JAKE)
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There are many things about getting old that
cause me pain. The physical aliments that come with the game, I don't
complain about. Losing another step each year is harder to take. Losing
an old friend is the most difficult hurt of all. I met Jake Savage
over 25 years ago... I don't really even remember where. I may have
been in the Cowboy's dressing room after a game, or more likely, it was at
a party afterwards at his house or perhaps one of the May's. We had
a lot of parties in those days, and you were quite likely to run into "Uncle"
Jake at one of those post game events. He was, as they say, 'a mountain
of a man'. Big in stature and bigger in heart. He had a gruff
overtone, but a soft underbelly. He was tougher than nails and kind
to a fault. He was, in the true sense of the word, a Cowboy. Jake
passed away earlier this week. With him goes a big chuck of our heart, but
behind he leaves a stalwart cornerstone of the Richmond Cowboys foundation. A sad fact of Jake's passing is that many of the present day Cowboy's didn't know Jake. For that, their loss is greater because they have missed the pleasure of knowing one of the great founding members and a huge inspiration to the team. I don't expect everyone to understand that, but I know there are many that will. For the sake of those who don't, and for the honour of those who do, I wish to pay tribute to my good friend Jake. Jake, beside being a big part of the Cowboys' organization, was a real life Cowboy. His farm in East Richmond neighboured many of the teammates including his good friend Duncan May, better known as the "Cowboy Daddy". The two were steady supporter of the team and frequently came to watch their boys play. Jake's son John Savage (as sturdy a defenceman as you would ever find) and Dunc's 5 sons formed the nucleus of this young team. When you were on the ice you knew it for more than just your teammates and coach, you were playing for Jake and Dunc too. You didn't want to let them down. After the game they'd always join us for a soda, and win or lose you'd always get a slap on the back and a "good game". (Sometimes the slap was a little harder when we lost.) |
Jake was a no nonsense kind of guy. He was a good fellow to have on your side, and I dare say you wouldn't want to be on his bad side. I made sure I never was, but that wasn't too hard. He was as good a friend as you could ever have, and he had a way of making you feel welcome. His loyalty to the team, extended well beyond the time his son hung them up at an early age. Even in his latter years, when he was basically housebound, he was still with us in spirit at every Cowboy event . You see, Jake's spirit was the kind that this team was built on. Hard work, big hearts, good words and loyalty is what builds a team and it is that kind of attitude that also brings victory. Jake was a winner, and even if you didn't win, he made you feel like a winner. That's the Cowboy spirit. Jake supported the team financially too. Nobody bought more meat from the Cowboy's bi-annual Meatsale than the Savage family, being by far our all-time best customer. At fund raisers Jake would always kick in more than his share (if fact it was way more than anybody's fair share!). And here's the thing about a guy like Jake; He gave from his heart, graciously without looking for thanks or acknowledgement. His generousity was pure and of genuine biblical proportion. At more than one fund raiser, when hype and ego was at its height and everyone was opening up their pocket books to support the Cowboy cause, Jake would quietly take me aside and grab hold of my hand and say, "Don't you dare tell anyone about this." I never did, but Jake's not here to cuff me in the side of the head now and I think it's time people knew. (If Jake doesn't forgive me, I'll get that whack yet, but from what I understand, that will be in a place where there is no pain.) When he took his hand away I'd be left with a huge roll of bills. "That's for the team, keep it going", and he'd walk away. Years later, when he couldn't make an event, he'd send his son John with the same instructions. If you can understand the kind of character I'm talking about now, you can understand how that kind of character can benefit a hockey player and a team. I believe the Richmond Cowboys Hockey Club reflects that kind of character, and there no question in my mind from where that grew. Jake was my friend. I could tell it was so by the way he would give me that side ways smile and a rugged squeeze on the shoulder. I missed visiting with him the last few years and very sorry that that chance won't happen again in this lifetime. In the familiar corner of his family room, his big chair sits empty like a corner in my heart, but there's plenty of room in my heart to reserve for a man who helped shape it. Farewell Old Friend. - Doug Collins | |
Mar. 21, 2005: A Barn Full of Laughs (Tribute to UNCLE JAKE)
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Jake's passing will cause so many of us to reflect back on better times and |
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Mar. 21, 2005: A Powering Presence (Tribute to UNCLE JAKE)
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I received the news of "Uncle Jake's" passing at a Monday night hockey practice just before I was to leave for Hawaii. It didn't give me an opportunity to send my condolences to John and the Savage family. Being in such a far removed land from hockey, it gave me time and a chance to reflect on how I remember Jake.I remember Jake as an over powering physical presence that used to attend all the Cowboy games back in the 80's. There he was, a burly man, with a huge grey/beige stetson, a green jacket and size 20 cowboy boots. When Jake came into the dressing room after a game carrying two to four cases of beer (bottles in those days) you knew he was in the room. He always had words of encouragement to give to team members on an individual basis...He'd put his hand on your shoulder, which by the way was powerful enough to dislocated it...smile and say, "good job". It was always great to see that huge man standing behind the glass with another huge man, Duncan. Jake, thank you for your support. You may be gone, but certainly not forgotten. Andre Retel (Red Light) |
Apr.30, 2005: All Cowboy Final
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It sounds good in a headline, and when two
Cowboy teams are in the finals, it is a pretty good thing. Of course,
the two teams are in different leagues, and unfortunately, the end result
was less than satisfactory on both fronts. Still, it was a good
showing for our Club and a season to be proud of. I am particularly
proud of the inaugural performance of the Cowboy II team. They were properly
placed in the third division to start the season in the Coast Hockey League
and quickly earned a spot in the second division. They finished in
fourth place, but just a few points out of second in a tight division. But
like all good teams, it was in the play-offs that they would |
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the quarter finals, but still barely made it past with a tie breaking shoot
out goal by Dalyn Proulx. The most satisfying victory came
in the semi-finals against former Cowboy rival, the Skullies (Skullies once played in the RIHL). Cowboys
II picked right up were the senior team had left off. It was the
deciding game in the semi-final. Goaltender Al Hay was just flying
in that night and not likely to get to the game on time. Our other goalie
Dave Harkness was injured from the senior Cowboys final game. Back-up
goaltender Andre Retel was (as usual) out of town. Jason Purcell who started
the season with us had been out on injury for several months. We were out
of goalies! We did have one other goaltender to call on.
By all accounts he was a decent goaltender and had been wanting to join us.
Unfortunately he had not yet had the opportunity to play in the Cowboy
net and was not on the Cowboy's roster. There is a Coast Hockey
League rule that allows you to use a goaltender from outside your division,
but not from a division above when you are in the play-offs. This goalie
had played one game in division one, making him ineligible. We appealed,
stressing our unusual circumstance. The League President, Greg Sproule
, was willing to make an exception if the Skullies would go along with it.
Fair enough. I thought the Skullies would be sporting enough
to allow the substitition, but I sadly overestimated their grace. The
denied it. But here's the crux: Their goaltender was also injured and
they were using a goaltender who had played several games in Division One!
By the anomaly of the rule, he had played at least one game in the regular
season with the Skullies making him legally, if not fairly eligible. At the last moment, Cam Marpole stepped between the pipes for the Cowboys, and it was of great relief and satisfaction to see him send the Skullies golfing. The Cowboys met the Northern Tools in the final (who by ironic co-incidence, were also playing a Div 1 goalie). While Cowboys II went down to defeat three straight, I dare say the better team did not win. Every game was close, particularly game two, where the Cowboys clearly out played them but drew the short straw in a shoot-out. I believe a victory there would have turned the tide in the series and we would have seen a different result. Nevertheless, the Cowboys II have nothing to be ashamed of. I for one am very proud of them, not just because of the Cowboy heart effort, but because of their Cowboy spirit in the dressing room and in the community. These guys understand the great honour it is to wear the Cowboy jersey and do us all proud. I'm certain there is a long and illustrious future ahead for these boys that will rival that of the founding team. Congratulations Cowboys. On the senior side there is less to be proud of, allowing the evil Raiders to go undefeated in the season and the play-offs. But there was one highlight to the year. We managed to avenge our play-off defeat to the Blackhawks last year by eliminating them two straight in the semi-final. It was a pleasure soon forgotten come the finals, but like the young Cowboys, we have nothing to be ashamed of. They were both one goal games and it could have easily gone the other way. We at least can boost being in the finals four straight years. Not too shabby. It was not a momentous year, but definitely a memorable year, one to be looked back at for many years to come. These are the good ole days! See you next season! Doug Collins Manager - The Richmond Cowboys Hockey Club |
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