[Professional Blog] Happy birthday Habs...may you lose every game you play!

Tonight marks the 100th anniversary of the Montreal Canadiens and I shouldnt give a rats jockstrap.

But I do, because my earliest hockey memory involves Les Habs.

Its a recollection that turned me into a puckhead for life.

Not surprisingly, it involves food.

When I was four or five, my oldest brother gave me a hockey card.

The player was a Canadiens back-up goalie from the 1973 or 74 season.

I dont remember his real name, but I called him Henry.

And he was the coolest guy in the world to me because he had an mmm... ice cream sandwich on his hand (yes, his blocker).

I started staying awake to watch Hockey Night In Canada just to see if Henry and his ice cream sandwich were playing. (He usually wasnt because of some tall guy who leaned on his goalie stick named Dryden.)

With no site of Henry, I soon found myself enchanted by Guy LaFleur.

Seeing Number 10 breaking down the wing, hair flying in the wind, and ripping a wrist shot absolutely wicked!

Gretzky, Lemieux were exciting to watch, as is Ovechkin today, but none were or are as amazing to watch as Guy.

My interest in the Habs ended abruptly around 1979 or 1980 and I cant remember why.

Ive hated them ever since, and thats why 100 years of Habs should mean nothing to me.

But I have to give the Red, White and Blue credit.

Theyve given me a lot fonder memories than the team Ive cheered for since.

Go Leafs go!