Back in the early 70's as a kid I grew up in a small
town of Brooks, Alberta. There was not much to do in the
summer except playing football, riding bikes, swim at
the old pool and of course street hockey.
I did create summer work for myself by mowing lawns
in our neighbourhood. But this story is about this
drawing and how the memories of my childhood lead me to
draw Tony Esposito.
With football we found ourselves in the Brooks fire
hall lawn. Riding bikes, well that was a venture that
we did all over town. In the winter it was all about
going to school and playing street hockey or going to my
Uncle Ed Albrights farm to play on his frozen pond. But
in the summer there was only one place where we played
hockey. That was at the Brooks Liqour store parking lot.
It was located on First Avenue and First Street East in
Brooks, AB. Now adays the building is owned by Alta Gas.
On the weekends and at night after 6:pm the store
would be closed and we would have the parking lot all to
Well you see we couldn't afford to buy our nets and
the liquor store had these metal pillars.
The ones that protect the over head doors. They only
stood 4 feet high, metal pipes filled with cement. The
width was about the same size a regular hockey net.
Yeah, the overhead door wasn't very wide. Now, this
parking wasn't like any normal parking lot where at the
end and the sides you have a nice curb. This parking lot
had rail guards like the ones you see on back road over
culvert or small drain crossing. These rail were the
arena boards to us. They went from the one corner of the
liquor store building to the one corner of the parking
lot and then it followed the outskirts of the parking
lot towards the side walk. The side walk that joined the
parking didn't have the rail. At the end of the parking
lot the rail had an opening big enough to get a small
car through it. Im not sure if somebody hit it and the
Liqour store didn't want to get a new piece..but..it was
net number two...!
It always seem that when ever my brother and I played
hockey we both ended up being goalies. He on one team
and me on the other.
As a kid growing up in the 70's even though there was
only 18 NHL teams there was only three that really
matter to us. Toronto, Chicago and of course Le
My hero was Ken Dryden and everytime that we played
hockey I was Ken Dryden in net....Until my brother
played net for the other team, then heeee was Ken Dryden
and I became....Tony Esposito!!!!
Its funny as a kid how our imagination take over. I
mean I always watched Esposito and Dryden on TV and I
guess studied their moves. Everything from Drydens
famous resting his blocker and glove on the top of his
goalie stick to Esposito's butterfly stances. As soon
as we had a chance we would go outside to practice these
moves and stance. My brother was the one that ended up
playing ice hockey in Brooks and he became a pretty
goalie. Not bad for a Venezuelan. I couldn't skate if my
life depened on it so I just stuck to the old street
I remember one game I got hit in the face with the
tennis ball that we used as our hockey puck. I said
enough of that. I went out and mowed my share of
lawns to save up enough money to buy my own Esposito
mask. CCM didn't quite know how to mass reproduce
Drydens mask but they did Esposito's. I remember taping
the Sears catolog to my legs so that I could go down in
the butterfly stance. It was awesome!!
We never had periods we just played first team to 10
wins. Then we take a brake and start over again. We be
playing until the street lights would come on and then
it was next goal wins no matter who was ahead....
I only played soccer in Venezuela and you guessed it
I was a goalie. That was fine by me because I was a
little chuncky and running just wasn't my thing...
After moving to Canada in September of 1972, my
love for the game of hockey grew and as a young artist I
would always draw the only heros I knew,.,.Dryden and
Throughout the years, as I honed my art I realized
how important it was to me to have those
childhood memories of my heros. It's what makes me
appreciate creating and showing sports art all that much
" Esposito " is a drawing that was done in the early
days of my art venture. It was my very first art piece
that I ever sold. I remember the gentleman that I sold
it to had Mcleod as a last name. I wish I could remember
his first name. I guess it's better than not remembering
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