{"id":1226,"date":"2010-01-12T00:39:54","date_gmt":"2010-01-12T04:39:54","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/heroesinrehab.ca\/blog\/?p=1226"},"modified":"2010-01-12T00:58:30","modified_gmt":"2010-01-12T04:58:30","slug":"cat-bag-bobby-orr","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/heroesinrehab.ca\/blog\/2010\/01\/12\/cat-bag-bobby-orr\/","title":{"rendered":"There’s a Joke in Here Somewhere About Bobby Orr and Letting the Cat Out of the Bag"},"content":{"rendered":"

Spouse and I have had four straight days of nearly uninterrupted bliss: \u00a0with Friday and Monday away from work, we have been enjoying an uncharacteristic surfeit of leisure time. \u00a0Spouse was bold and adventurous; \u00a0on Saturday, she headed off to do some volunteer work with some horses and disabled children.<\/p>\n

As for myself, in order to attempt to ensure that you do not think ill of me, I will tell you that I had plans. \u00a0Big plans. \u00a0I was going to do some writing for a new project that I’ve become involved with (more details on that yet to come). \u00a0I was going to make a quick little phony “Planet Earth” style documentary about Henry, Juniorvania’s top cat and number one clown. \u00a0I was going to get back to work repairing that old computer upstairs. \u00a0I was going to fool about with the new MacBook, GarageBand and my little music studio upstairs. \u00a0I was going to finally get that podcast that Doug and I did together edited and ready for whatever release it’s going to have.<\/p>\n

So it’s not like I didn’t have any ambition. \u00a0Then I sat down in my favourite reading chair and started reading Stephen Brunt’s excellent book <\/strong>Searching for Bobby Orr<\/strong><\/em>. \u00a0Brunt’s 2006 examination of the rise to prominence of Parry Sound’s most famous citizen is a fascinating and engaging read. \u00a0The book is not a typical biography. \u00a0Orr himself \u00a0is frustratingly absent from the book in any kind of current or intimate sense; \u00a0Brunt explains in the acknowledgements that the retired superstar declined to become directly involved with the book (citing the desire to potentially write his own story instead). \u00a0 Rather than providing the reader with direct access to the hockey hero, it instead primarily features the public and historical Orr, the bits of Bobby Orr we already know because he lived large portions of his life in the public eye: \u00a0the rise to prominence with the Bruins, the Cup winning goal immortalized in that photograph, his public frustration at not being able to participate in the ’72 Super Series, his final triumphant turn on the ice in the ’76 Canada Cup and – finally, tragically – his split from one-time super agent Alan Eagleson. \u00a0Denied intimate access to the man himself and his thoughts about the events of this most famous hockey life, Brunt manages to weave a compelling narrative by re-interpreting and contextualizing the events we already know about, spicing his own re-telling of the well-known tale by dropping in some lesser known details and the perspective of others who were involved in the making of Bobby Orr; \u00a0from Bruins bird dog Wren Blair, \u00a0the man who located the future Bruins prodigy as a young teenager; \u00a0from the occasional team-mate or opponent; from his own perspective.<\/p>\n

\"Henry<\/a>

Henry is in the Bag<\/p><\/div>\n

A book about Bobby Orr that contains precious little Bobby Orr may seem a little paradoxical, but my sense is that this is the closest thing to a true image of Bobby Orr that Brunt could construct. \u00a0No doubt Orr is a different person with those within his inner circle, but the point is that his inner circle is insular and distant. \u00a0Orr shades awfully close towards “recluse” for a man whose life was so fundamentally dependent upon his celebrity and his ability to entertain the public. \u00a0Because Bobby Orr exists in this book only in his public persona and only insofar as one’s character can emerge from the historical record of postgame interviews and the occasional (surprisingly rare) magazine feature, and because that version of Bobby Orr is supplemented only a very little bit by what amounts to a suggestion that there is a side to Bobby Orr that we don’t know (one that involves lots of women and something other than the “aw shucks” Bobby Orr when alcohol was involved), the picture of Orr that emerges is of a distant, guarded and mysterious man. \u00a0This is probably as “true” or accurate a depiction of Bobby Orr as may be objectively assembled, in a sense: \u00a0Orr very defiitely struggled to keep a large portion of himself hidden from public view.<\/p>\n

More interestingly, though, the book is as much an essay about the ways in which the public’s relationship with its athletic heroes have changed. \u00a0In the wake of Tiger Woods’ parade of mistresses and bizarre automobile accident, the topic is timely, if not especially novel. \u00a0To his credit, however, Brunt manages for the most part to avoid facile analysis and the mere repetition by rote of obvious tropes. \u00a0It is here that Brunt’s book really shines; \u00a0his examination of the emergence of the NHLPA, the ways in which the players contributed to (and were partly responsible for) their exploitation by the NHL owners, along with a more general consideration of the role in our lives played by athletes and sporting entertainment are all worthy enough of a read on their own. \u00a0In the end, the stuff about Bobby Orr ends up being the gravy, rather than the meat of the meal. \u00a0This is almost as much a book about Alan Eagleson, Phil Esposito, and the Adams family (owners of the Bruins) as it is about Bobby Orr.<\/p>\n

I thoroughly enjoyed it and would recommend it to anyone with a passing interest in professional hockey.<\/p>\n

Terrific fact I picked up from reading this book: \u00a0in the fall of 1966, when Bobby Orr prepared to join the Bruins as an eighteen year old rookie, there were only ten rookies in the entire NHL (this was the final year of the “original”* six team NHL). \u00a0That’s how tough it was to break in to the league back then; only ten new jobs opened up league-wide.<\/p>\n

One other book I read over the past few days was Photographing Your Family<\/strong><\/em> by Joel Sartore with John Healey. \u00a0Published by National Geographic, this book is kind of a how-to pep talk for aspiring hobbyist photographers. \u00a0It gives the budding photography enthusiast some strategies for making better pictures, and some basic information about equipment, terminology and techniques.<\/p>\n

I used some of the stuff I learned to take the picture to the right of this post. \u00a0Over the past few days, Henry has taken to obsessing over this red cloth shopping bag that has been on the carpet. \u00a0He jumps inside it and attacks the bottom of the bag, then curls up inside it and – I’m not kidding – basically demands to be carried around the house, up and down the stairs. \u00a0He seems to even like it when I swing him around in a circle, enough to make me dizzy. \u00a0He climbed into the bag yesterday afternoon and I grabbed the camera and put some of the principles I have been learning about to work. \u00a0I’m quite pleased with the results.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Spouse and I have had four straight days of nearly uninterrupted bliss: with Friday and Monday away from work, we have been enjoying an uncharacteristic surfeit of leisure time. Spouse was bold and adventurous; on Saturday, she headed off to do some volunteer work with some horses and disabled children.<\/p>\n

As for myself, in order […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[924,46],"tags":[928,929,372,927,925,926],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/heroesinrehab.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1226"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/heroesinrehab.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/heroesinrehab.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/heroesinrehab.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/heroesinrehab.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1226"}],"version-history":[{"count":6,"href":"http:\/\/heroesinrehab.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1226\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1232,"href":"http:\/\/heroesinrehab.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1226\/revisions\/1232"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/heroesinrehab.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1226"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/heroesinrehab.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1226"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/heroesinrehab.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1226"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}