Let’s not forget the moment where the Los Angeles Dodgers set the bar for class and professionalism. By celebrating their National League West title last season by jumping into the pool at Chase Field in full gear. Oh and they seem to allegedly had the urge to piss in the pool as well.
This is completely and utterly inexcusable that subscribers of NHL Gamecenter cannot watch CBC’s Hockey Day in Canada. I know the coverage is on the NHL Network right now but I don’t want to watch the Ottawa Senators take on the New York Rangers. I want to watch the Edmonton Oilers/Winnipeg Jets game with all the Hockey Day in Canada goodness.
It amazes me that even though the NHL has taken great strides in making games available online, they still have a long way to go with their coverage/services. I know the response will be the canned/archaic rights holders have US rights blah, blah, blah. However, like print papers versus online news papers, people are moving away from TV game watching for online game watching. The sooner the NHL figures this out, the more their viewership across the board will increase.
People in Canada can watch whatever feed they want from CBC’s website in Canada, right? Why oh why can’t we see the same online feeds as well in the US?!?!?!
NOTE: Not using any style. Its been edited but not that much. This was written in February of 2013 and didn’t touch it until today.
It’s been a long time since I wrote here full time or in the very least with some form of frequency.
This post and the previous post were, without a doubt the hardest things I’ve ever had to write. and the reason I’m posting this now is that it took me this long to even write about it and publish. This update was written in two parts – The first was the eulogy to Jessica Redfield. This is the second which is an update on where I’ve been and why the long time off and the second. These both are going to be pretty somber and I’m throwing any form of a styleguide out the window. Don’t like it? Don’t care.
I stopped writing back in September of 2011 pretty much after the KHL Lokomotiv Yaroslavl disaster. When this event happened I was in a place in my life where I could follow every part of this story as it developed. I was up in the middle of the night when the plane crashed and I followed all aspects of the story including the Russian media’s coverage of the crash both with their English language coverage and their Russian language coverage. What I didn’t know at the time was that ‘tact’ and ‘respect for the dead’ were two phrases that weren’t even practiced in that part of the world. What this means is that when it comes to covering a plane crash of this sort, it seems to be common practice to show unedited photos and video of all aspects of the crash. This includes recovery of the easily recognizable bodies of former NHL players…body parts…close up photos and video of the recovery efforts.
This rocked me to my core unlike anything else I’ve experienced in my life. Deaths, accidents, breakups…nothing shook me like this crash did. At that moment I got up and walked away from the game that I loved. I couldn’t look at another hockey rink or anything hockey related for a VERY long time. It got to the point to where I wanted to fly to neutral NHL city that I’ve never been to before to watch a game as a spectator to remember why I loved the game. I walked away from the game at this point for the season. That is until the 2012 NHL Awards in June.
That’s the short story. Sure there’s some twists and turns in my life but I’m going to put that into a book.
One more thing to note is that I lost ALL of my backups for my previous sites. That includes articles, photos, podcasts, interviews….everything.
The only thing that I have from the old site are all the video uploads on my YouTube page. You can get a good feel of what I covered over the course of five or so years. Anyways, after I kick this cold/flu/whatever I’m back at it.
NOTE: This was written in February of 2013 and published today. Yeah, it’s taken me that long to post this as her death really shook me up.
The night of the movie theater shooting in Aurora, Colorado I was on the phone with my then girlfriend talking about the theater shooting as it happened and she asked me if I had any friends in the area that might be there. Instantly, I thought of Jessica and said brazenly that I didn’t think she was there.
I woke up the next morning and my worst fears had been realized. Jessica was gone. A shooting star was snuffed out before her full potential was realized.
I met Jessica online via Twitter while she was covering the San Antonio Rampage (a farm club for the Phoenix Coyotes). Like everyone else, I saw her now famous YouTube video. In that video along, I saw a raw talent that had the potential to be one of the greats.
One of the things I’ve learned about PR and the media in the years I’ve run this rag is that when it comes to finding writers and judging their talent they are either 1) talented but not dedicated or 2) dedicated but not talented. Even in Phoenix where we have one of the top Journalism schools in the nation (ASU’s Walter Cronkite School of Journalism), I have been unable to find someone who has the characteristics of #’s 1 and 2.
Jessica had both. Sure, she was rough around the edges with experience but she had the dedication to learn and be the best. She had the talent but at this moment in time she did not have the ‘street smarts’ in this biz. Jessica had moved from the comfy confines of San Antonio to Denver to follow that dream.
After I got to know her I was too busy covering the Phoenix Coyotes full time to read anyone other articles (locally or nationally) but whenever she posted something I stopped and took the time to read it. To me, she was a developing talent that needed to be helped along her path with advice and whatnot.
Once I became friends with her on Facebook I saw the extent to not only which she loved hockey and the NHL but her desire to become the best in the media. She lived, breathed, slept, and ate hockey.
In this day and age with the decline of the print media and the rise of online publishing, people can’t always recognize when there is a talent that should be paid attention to and nurtured. In the NHL biz, if you aren’t mainstream print, online, or TV media more often than not you’re considered to be shit.
One of the ways that you can tell a good PR person from the rest of the wannabes is the following:
- The good PR people will be able to recognize the ability for a media type to promote their client
- The rest just earn paycheck.
Jessica kept running into the ‘paycheck earners’ at just about every corner she turned. Even when she was discouraged, she kept talking with people for advice or just to vent when things didn’t go right. She never gave up her dream. She knew what she wanted and she went after it.
We had long talks about the business and the things she had to deal with in Denver with different aspects of her job. She went though some very tough times with some of the teams in Denver (including a sexual harassment incident with one of the Denver Area pro teams) but she kept with it because she believed.
At this point in time the 2012 NHL Awards were rolling around. Jessica and I had chatted about the awards and we kept trying to find a time during the craziness in Vegas to meet. I wanted to offer her a job to write because she needed an environment where she could be free to try new things, find her voice, and occasionally stumble without worrying about getting fired.
We had talked about getting her credentials for the NHL Awards but I never followed through with it. Because of my absence from reporting for the season and remaining emotions of the KHL disaster, I hesitated to ask for credentials for her.
This will be a regret that I will carry to my grave.
Goodbye Jessica, my friend. I’ll miss our long talks. You were a shooting star destined to become one of the all time greats. I’m going to miss you dearly.