Featured
Postmodernity on Ice
Last Thursday night I went to a hockey game for the first time in my life. It was great. Hockey is a fun sport to watch. (And no, I didn’t just watch it for the fights, which were minor and few.)
Because it was a weeknight game, when play started, most of the seats in the arena were empty. So I got to hear what hockey sounds like: the clack of the stick slapping the puck, the bang and clatter of skates, knees, elbows, helmeted heads slamming into the boards, and — wonder of wonders! — the shoosh of a Read more
12