Wow so many memories over the last 30 years.
When the Flames first moved to town, and I would take my Ridgeback out for his walk in the minus 30 weather waiting for the beast to poop while listening to the Flames on a watch radio with terrible mono sound that fuzzed out whenever I swung my arm wrong.
Listening to the games late at night under the covers and being able to see the game play out in my head.
The jubilant call when the Flames won the cup.
Turning down the sound on the TV and turning on Pete, and not caring about the delay between radio and T.V.
You can put it in the win column, it just doesn't get more epic then that.
Hearing Lanny's 500'th goal, hearing Iggy's first and last goals as a Flames.
Hearing Pete's emotion when he found out that Iggy was traded.
I don't know, its always tough to say goodbye to an icon, maybe this is the best time, lately it seems that Pete is having some trouble keeping up to the play, but that's going to happen after 30 years of aging. But maybe in his mind its the best time to go, this is the first real rebuild that this team has done, and the culture of the team is changing to an very young group, and maybe Pete thinks its time to put a new voice to the core.
Great journey's always begin with one step, in Pete's case with the first "Live from the Stampede Corral, its the Flames and the Quebec Nordiques. Its fitting that it ends like this as he passes the torch. No good bey tours, no last forced Yeah Baby.
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