When I was a wee lad, I saw hockey as soccer’s cousin. To broaden the metaphor, it was a likeable, if a little kooky cousin who lived in another state.
Oh, Canada! ... Why can’t you get your soccer act together?


So hockey was an oddly cool sport. (Later, I had a falling out with hockey, the way families sometimes do, but let’s not get sidetracked here.)
Yesterday’s Gold Medal Olympic hockey game was terrific stuff. As my SB Nation brother Dave Clark said on Facebook, I just can’t get too upset over
Related to all this was this piece in today’s New York Times, helping to put in perspective how hockey is de facto religion for our northern neighbors. Obsession is clearly not too strong a word.
That got me thinking -- maybe this helps to answer one of my long-standing questions about
Quick, who was
So, population and available pool of athletes shouldn’t be an issue.
So I started thinking this morning: we only have so much human capacity for obsession. In the simplest terms, if you’re 20 percent obsessed with hockey as a nation, that leaves ample room for making flirty eyes with other sports, football, soccer, baseball, curling, equestrian, etc.
But if you’re 80 percent obsessed, all those other sports truly are fighting for the scraps. I guess I’m developing an understanding of a land that may trend more toward the 80 than the 20.
Again, that’s a simplistic assessment, more “starting point” than “finish line.” I know there’s more involved in a country that can’t sort out its soccer scene. But maybe it gets me a little further along in understanding why.











