Tom Scharpling continues his quest to get into the NHL, even though his beloved NBA is back and kicking. Today: the need to pick a team, the lure of tradition, and an upcoming field trip.
Tom Scharpling knows next to nothing about the NHL. It’s not from any active dislike for the game. He's not opposed to it the way I am opposed to college basketball—any sport that allows a prime douche like Steve Wojciechowski to impact one minute of one game is not a sport for Tom—but hockey is a mystery that he'd never honestly tried to unravel. Until a misspelled vanity license plate convinced him it was time to be a hero.
