I used to work as a project manager for a company that installed software in ice rinks and multi-sports facilities. It was a small company so we all wore many hats. On occasion I would travel to client sites to help with installations and training.
I traveled to Pittsburgh, PA to do a training class at an ice rink that was owned by Mario Lemieux and the training facility to the Pittsburgh Penguins. I am a huge hockey (Flyers) fan, (part of the reason I took the job) and loved being in that environment, even if it was to train people how to use the cash registers in the concession stand. On this particular trip, I held a training class for the facility managers and office folks who were responsible for scheduling ice time, leagues, private lessons, parties, etc… so it was a pretty large group.
During the first day of training, we broke for lunch and it suddenly dawned on me that one of the guys in the classroom was a celebrity. I can’t believe I didn’t realize it earlier because this man was in a movie that was, in my opinion, the greatest sports movie ever...Slapshot. I’m not a violent girl, but for me there is nothing better than seeing two goons throw down the gloves so when I figured out that Dave Hanson was the GM of the facility and in my classroom, I couldn’t quite contain my excitement. I immediately went up to him to have a chat. It just so happened that Slapshot II was being filmed at the time so I wanted the scoop! When exactly was the movie coming out? How many times were the Hanson Brothers going to take off the gloves? How many bloody, broken noses should I expect? I was a chick, a fan, and I asked all the right questions….I was in like Flynn!
Upon returning to the office, Dave (we were on a first name basis) would call me directly with any questions rather than call customer service. I didn’t mind. Months later, I was working at another facility and my cell phone rang – it was Dave and his call was not work-related. No no, nothing like that! The movie had come out and he wanted to know what I thought of it. I couldn’t believe that he actually cared about my opinion! Of course I lied and told him it was fabulous. I mean, let’s face it, that’s not going to be on anybody’s "Movie Sequels that are Better than the Originals" list. Still, if it’s a movie about hockey, I’ll watch it…and I’ll probably enjoy it....and I did enjoy seeing my new friend doing what he does best.
If you have a similar story that you'd like to share or if you want to throw out your idea of the greatest sports movie ever, I’d love to hear it…