[♪♪]
[ANNOUNCER]: WATCH HIM JUST THREAD THE NEEDLE,
A LITTLE WRIST SHOT...
AND THERE, THAT SAYS IT ALL.
[CHEERING AND APPLAUSE]
THERE'S HOWE! HE SCORES!
[CHEERING AND APPLAUSE]
IT'S A GORDIE HOWE HAT TRICK-- A GOAL, AN ASSIST, AND A FIGHT!
[CHEERING AND APPLAUSE]
THE HEART AND SOUL OF THE DETROIT FRANCHISE,
WEARING THE RED WING NUMBER 9 FOR A RECORD 25 YEARS.
[CHEERING AND APPLAUSE]
HOWE IS ON THE ICE. THAT'S THE ROAR FROM THE CROWD.
HERE'S HOWE-- SHOOTS, SCORES!
NUMBER 9 IS UNSTOPPABLE OUT THERE.
THERE'S HOWE-- HE SCORES!
THE DETROIT RED WINGS HAVE WON THE STANLEY CUP,
AND IN 1952, THEY LEFT NO DOUBT
AS TO THEIR COMPLETE SUPERIORITY.
HE MADE 22 CONSECUTIVE ALL-STAR GAME APPEARANCES
AND RETIRES AS THE NHL'S ALL-TIME LEADING SCORER,
WITH AN ASTOUNDING TOTAL OF 786 GOALS.
[WILD CHEERING AND APPLAUSE]
THANK YOU.
PARDON THE TEAR.
[APPLAUSE DIES DOWN]
I'D LIKE TO THANK MY CHILDREN FOR STANDING BY ME TONIGHT.
[CHEERING AND APPLAUSE]
AND MOST OF ALL,
I'D LIKE TO THANK MY DEAR WIFE, COLLEEN...
[CHEERING AND APPLAUSE]
...THE BEST TEAM MATE I EVER HAD.
[CROWD ROARING AND CHEERING]
I'VE BEEN A PROUD RED WING FOR 25 YEARS...
AND I HOPE TO BE ONE FOR 25 MORE.
[CHEERING AND APPLAUSE]
I WANT TO THANK MR. NORRIS
FOR WELCOMING ME INTO DETROIT'S FRONT OFFICE.
WELL, BRUCE, I GUESS THIS IS IT.
[CHEERING AND APPLAUSE]
THANK YOU, MR. HOCKEY!
THANK YOU FOR EVERYTHING YOU'VE DONE FOR OUR RED WINGS.
[CHEERING AND APPLAUSE]
NOW, BRUCE, YOU MAKE SURE TO LOOK AFTER THAT JERSEY.
DON'T LET IT GET WRINKLED.
WHEN MY THREE SONS COME PLAY FOR THE DETROIT RED WINGS,
ONE OF 'EM'S GONNA WEAR IT.
[CHEERING AND APPLAUSE]
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[CROWD CHANTING] GORDIE! GORDIE! GORDIE!
[CROWD SCREAMING AND CHEERING]
YOU MISS IT ALREADY?
DOES IT GET ANY EASIER TO MISS?
YOU HUNG ON A DAMN SIGHT LONGER
THAN THE REST OF US, GORDIE.
A FEW MORE YEARS,
YOU MIGHT'VE BEEN PLAYING WITH YOUR BOYS.
YEAH, THAT WOULD'VE BEEN SOMETHING, WOULDN'T IT?
[CAR HORN HONKS A GREETING]
SWEETIE, YOU KNOW WHY--
OH! OKAY, HE'S HERE.
YOU GOT YOUR TRAIN TICKETS?
HERE YOU GO, MARTY. YEAH.
OKAY, BYE.
ALL RIGHT, LOVE YOU, MOM. SEE YOU.
LOVE YOU. HAVE A GOOD DAY. CALL ME WHEN YOU GET THERE.
BYE. LOVE YOU.
LOVE YOU, TOO.
WE'LL CATCH YOU LATER.
BYE.
ALL RIGHT, WHERE ARE WE?
HEY, YOU'RE NOT LEAVING ALREADY?
YEAH, THE MARLIES CALLED A TEAM MEETING.
WE GOTTA GET BACK TO TORONTO.
LET ME DRIVE YOU TO THE STATION.
BARRY'S TAKING US.
SEE YOU, DAD.
[STAMMERING]
WE'LL BE UP TO SEE YOU IN THE MEMORIAL CUP.
[DOOR SWINGS SHUT]
ALL RIGHT, MURRAY,
I'VE GOT THE ROBINSONS
PICKING YOU UP FOR HOCKEY TONIGHT,
AND, OH, HON', CAN YOU TAKE CATHY TO CHEERLEADING?
I NEED TO MEET WITH
THE JUNIOR RED WINGS SPONSOR. YUP.
I THINK I CAN SQUEEZE IT INTO MY DAY.
[INTERCOM BEEPS]
[INTERCOM BEEPING]
[THUMPING BUTTON]
YES?
[CLICKS OTHER BUTTON]
YES?
[WOMAN, OVER INTERCOM]: EXCUSE ME, MR. HOWE.
MR. KOFFMAN IN MARKETING HAS A COUSIN DOWN FROM FLINT
WHO'D LIKE A PHOTO WITH YOU.
ALL RIGHT.
THANK YOU, SIR.
THANKS FOR THIS, MR. HOWE.
COME ON IN HERE, BOYS.
COME ON.
THERE WE GO, BIG SMILE!
THERE WE GO.
ALL RIGHT, LET ME GIVE THE LITTLE ONE
THE HOWE HAMMER.
OH!
[FLASHBULB POPS]
[TEAM AT PRACTICE, SHOUTING, STICKS SLAPPING]
[WHISTLE BLOWS]
WATCH IT!
HEY THERE, ELBOWS.
HEY!
HOW COME I DON'T SEE YOU AROUND HERE MORE OFTEN?
AH, IT'S NOT REALLY PART OF THE JOB.
WHAT THE HELL IS THE JOB, GORDIE?
WELL, HAVEN'T YOU HEARD?
I'VE GONE INTO THE MUSHROOM BUSINESS.
YOU KNOW, THEY KEEP ME IN A DARK ROOM,
AND EVERY NOW AND AGAIN, THEY OPEN THE DOOR
AND THEY THROW SOME HORSE MANURE ON TOP OF ME.
[LAUGHS]
HEY,
YOU HEAR HOW WELL
OUR OLD PAL BILL DINEEN'S DOING DOWN IN HOUSTON
WITH THAT NEW WHA LEAGUE?
WE WHISPER ABOUT THE WHA AROUND HERE, GORDIE.
HMM?
THERE'S A SLAVE REVOLT GOING ON,
AND THE MASTERS HAVE EARS.
AH...
WELL, I ALWAYS KNEW FOXY WOULD MAKE A GOOD COACH.
HELL, HE'S EVEN GOT OLD DOUG HARVEY
BACK ON THE WAGON AND WORKING.
IT'S NICE TO SEE YOU.
ALL RIGHT.
HEY, GORDIE!
GREAT GAME TONIGHT!
CONGRATULATIONS, BIG FELLA.
YOUR BOYS ARE MEMORIAL CUP CHAMPIONS.
NOT ONLY THAT,
THEY'RE GONNA BE STUDS IN THE NHL, TOO.
AW, THANK YOU.
WE APPRECIATE THAT, HAROLD.
COUPLE MORE YEARS WITH THE MARLIES,
I'LL HAVE 'EM READY FOR THE SCOUTS.
THEY CAN'T MISS.
WHAT ABOUT THE SCOUTS THAT WERE THERE TONIGHT?
THEY WERE LOOKING AT THE OLDER PROSPECTS,
NOT YOUR YOUNGSTERS.
HEY, GORDIE! COLLEEN.
FOXY!
HEY!
HOW YOU DOING, HARV?
GORDIE. COLLEEN.
I OUGHTA HAVE YOU DANG HORSE THIEVES
RUN OUT OF TOWN.
EASY THERE, HAROLD.
YOU DON'T WANT TO HAVE A STROKE.
LISTEN, YOU TWIT.
WHEN THIS WHA FRAUD FOLDS,
YOU'LL BE COMING TO ME BEGGING FOR A JOB.
WOW, LOOKS LIKE THE LIVESTOCK OWNERS
ARE HAVING A RANGE WAR.
YOU KNOW THE OLD MAN WOULD LIKE TO SEE YOU STRUNG UP
FOR ALL THE LEAFS JUMPING TO THE WHA.
MORE TO COME, TOO--
[CHILD NEARBY]: MR. HOWE!
AH, EXCUSE ME, FELLAS.
YEAH, YEAH.
COLLEEN, MARK AND MARTY PLAYED TERRIFIC TONIGHT.
THEY BOTH SHOULD'VE WON MVP.
AH, THANKS, FOXY.
DOESN'T IT SEEM CRAZY
THAT THEY'RE STUCK IN JUNIOR FOR TWO MORE YEARS?
GORDIE TURNED PRO AT 16.
MY BOYS CAN'T EVEN BE DRAFTED UNTIL THEY'RE 20.
IT'S A DIFFERENT TIME, COLLEEN.
WHY?
THEY CAN VOTE, THEY CAN DRINK, THEY CAN SMOKE,
ABOUT THE ONLY THING THEY CAN'T DO
IS EARN A LIVING PLAYING HOCKEY.
LET ME ASK YOU SOMETHING, FOXY,
DOES YOUR WHA LEAGUE HAVE THE SAME AGE RESTRICTIONS
AS THE NHL?
WELL, TO BE HONEST, I DON'T KNOW.
WELL, MAYBE YOU SHOULD FIND OUT.
GOOD NIGHT, GENTLEMEN.
DID WE JUST GET PROPOSITIONED BY A HOCKEY MOM?
I BELIEVE WE DID, HARV.
[TELEPHONE RINGS]
HELLO?
YES, UH, ONE MOMENT.
GORDIE?
MM-HMM?
BILL DINEEN'S ON THE PHONE.
[QUIETLY] I THINK YOU SHOULD TAKE IT.
[REPORTERS CLAMORING]
THERE HE IS!
BOBBY!
HEY, HARV!
[CROWD CLAMORING]
HEY, YOU SUITING UP FOR THE AEROS THIS SEASON, HUH?
ROOKIE OF THE YEAR?
IS THAT REAL RACCOON, MRS. HULL?
[GORDIE, OVER TELEPHONE]: FOXY! HOW YOU DOING?
GOOD, GORDIE. GOOD.
I'M WITH HARV IN TORONTO AT THE WHA DRAFT,
AND I JUST WANTED TO LET YOU KNOW
THAT WE'RE GONNA TAKE MARK
WITH OUR FIRST PICK.
YOU'RE WHAT?
OUR LAWYERS SAY IT'S LEGAL,
AND WE THINK THAT HE CAN PLAY IN HOUSTON THIS YEAR.
I JUST WANTED TO GIVE YOU THE HEADS-UP,
BECAUSE ONCE WE CHOOSE HIM, ALL HECK'S GONNA BREAK LOOSE.
THANK-THANK YOU, BILL.
ALL RIGHT.
TAKE CARE, GORD.
WHAT DID HE SAY?
WELL, FOXY'S GONNA TAKE MARK WITH THEIR FIRST DRAFT PICK.
HE THINKS HE'S READY TO TURN PRO RIGHT NOW.
[CHUCKLES]
FROM THE TORONTO MARLIES,
THE HOUSTON AEROS SELECT MARK HOWE.
[MURMURS OF SHOCK RIPPLE THROUGH CROWD]
[BUZZ OF WHISPERED CONVERSATIONS]
FOXY WOULDN'T PICK YOU
IF HE WASN'T SURE YOU COULD PLAY AGAINST MEN.
ALL RIGHT.
YEAH, YOU AND MARTY COME HOME THIS WEEKEND,
AND WE'LL TALK IT THROUGH.
OKAY. BYE.
SO, WHAT DID HE SAY? IS HE EXCITED?
[SIGHING] UH...
I'M NOT SURE HE COULD TAKE IN THE HONOR.
I THINK HE'S, UH,
HUNG OVER.
I'M SORRY?
HE ASKED ABOUT MARTY.
THAT'S THE ONLY THING HE ASKED.
IF ANYONE'S GONNA TAKE HIS OLDER BROTHER.
[CHUCKLES FONDLY]
AW, HE'S SUCH A GOOD KID.
COULD YOU IMAGINE
IF THEY DID TAKE MARTY, THOUGH?
TWO HOWE BOYS STARTING OUT TOGETHER?
I HOPE YOU'RE NOT THINKING ABOUT THE THIRD HOWE
IN THAT PAINTING.
THAT WAS A FOOLISH OLD DREAM.
[ROOM ABUZZ WITH NEGOTIATIONS]
FOURTH PICK TO THE HOUSTON AEROS.
WHAT ABOUT THE SWEDE?
INGE HAMMARSTROM--
I CAN'T PRONOUNCE HIS NAME EITHER.
WHAT ABOUT MARTY HOWE?
ANOTHER UNDERAGE PICK?
ANOTHER HOWE?
FROM THE TORONTO MARLIES,
HOUSTON SELECTS MARTY HOWE.
[ROOM ERUPTS WITH CHUCKLES]
HEY, FOXY, WHO'S NEXT, COLLEEN?
[LAUGHTER]
IF THOSE HOWE SIGNINGS GO THROUGH,
EVERY HOT-SHOT JUNIOR
IS GOING TO BE SHAKING ME DOWN FOR SIX FIGURES!
WE ALREADY LOST TO THE WHA
OVER HULL AND THE RESERVE CLAUSE.
WE'LL LOSE THIS ONE, TOO, IF WE TAKE IT TO THE COURTS.
DANG PLAYER SALARIES ARE GOING THROUGH THE ROOF.
THESE CON ARTISTS HAVE STOLEN HALF MY TEAM!
NOW I GOTTA WATCH 'EM ROB THE CRADLE TOO?
I'LL ASK PRESIDENT CAMPBELL TO CALL HOWE PERSONALLY.
YOU KNOW, GORDIE'S ALWAYS BEEN VERY RESPECTFUL
WHEN IT COMES TO THE GOOD OF THE GAME.
YEAH, YOU DO THAT.
YOU GOTTA LEAN ON THE BIG FELLA.
IF THEY SIGN THOSE JUNIORS,
THE BUZZARDS'LL BE KICKING US WHERE IT COUNTS.
I TALKED WITH THE GM,
AND WE'RE GONNA BRING YOU MORE INTO HOCKEY OPERATIONS
NOW, GORDIE.
WELL, THAT'S ALL I EVER WANTED, BRUCE.
GOOD.
GOOD, THAT'S SETTLED.
NOW, I UNDERSTAND CLARENCE CAMPBELL CALLED YOU
ABOUT YOUR SONS?
HE SET YOU STRAIGHT
ABOUT THEM SIGNING WITH THIS PHONY LEAGUE
THAT'S ROBBING US?
WELL, BRUCE...
NOW, WHAT KIND OF FATHER WOULD I BE
IF I DENIED MY BOYS THE OPPORTUNITY
TO MAKE A LIVING DOING WHAT THEY LOVE?
AND THE AEROS ARE OFFERING THEM
$100,000 EACH TO PLAY HOCKEY.
HELL, THAT'S AS MUCH AS I MADE
PLAYING 25 YEARS FOR DETROIT.
IS COLLEEN BEHIND THIS?
LET'S LEAVE MY WIFE OUT OF THIS.
I WISH I COULD.
I KNOW IT'S BEEN YOUR DREAM
TO SEE YOUR SONS FOLLOW YOU AS A RED WING,
SO I'LL BE BLUNT.
IF THEY SIGN WITH THE WHA,
THEY'RE THROWING AWAY THAT DREAM,
AND JEOPARDIZING THEIR CHANCES OF EVER PLAYING IN THE NHL
AT ALL!
WELL, I GOT OTHER DREAMS.
WE DONE, BRUCE?
ARE WE CLEAR HERE
WHAT YOU NEED TO DO WITH YOUR BOYS, BIG FELLA?
ABSOLUTELY.
YOU'RE 45 YEARS OLD,
YOU'RE RIDDLED WITH ARTHRITIS,
YOU'VE BROKEN MORE BONES
THAN EITHER ONE OF US CAN REMEMBER--
I KNOW.
I KNOW HOW HARD IT'S GONNA BE TO COME BACK.
HARD?
HONEY, AT YOUR AGE, IT'S CRAZY.
AND DANGEROUS.
WHAT ABOUT NORRIS?
HE'S GOING TO BRAND YOU AS A TRAITOR?
AND WHAT ARE THE FANS GOING TO SAY?
I DON'T KNOW.
I DON'T KNOW, BUT I THINK IT'S WORTH THE RISK.
YOU KNOW IT'S ALWAYS BEEN MY DREAM
TO PLAY WITH THE BOYS,
AND TO START 'EM OFF RIGHT.
I KNOW,
BUT IS IT THEIR DREAM, TOO?
YEAH. ABSOLUTELY.
WE TALK ABOUT IT ALL THE TIME,
PLAYING SHINNY, AND PLAYING CHARITY GAMES.
WE TALK ABOUT IT ALL THE TIME.
YOU'RE ASKING A LOT OF ME, TOO, YOU KNOW?
TO JUST GIVE UP EVERYTHING I'VE BUILT HERE?
A LOT OF CATHY AND MUZZ, TOO.
I KNOW.
I KNOW I AM.
BUT...
ISN'T THIS WHAT AN ADVENTURE IS?
ISN'T THIS WHAT YOU SAID THAT WE HAD TO LOOK FORWARD TO?
[CHUCKLES RUEFULLY]
LORD, I DIDN'T MEAN THIS.
I'M MOVING TO TEXAS.
I'LL CALL THE KIDS IN TO EXPLAIN.
NO, NO, NO, NO.
I WANT TO SURPRISE THEM.
[SIGHS]
HARV.
GORDIE.
FOXY.
GORDIE.
[CLEARS THROAT]
NOW, FOXY, WHAT WOULD YOU SAY...
TO THREE HOWES
COMING TO PLAY FOR YOU IN HOUSTON THIS YEAR?
[CATHY]: WHAT?
YOU MEAN WE'RE MOVING TO TEXAS?
[SCOFFS] I DON'T BELIEVE THIS!
DAD, IS THERE ANY MINOR HOCKEY DOWN THERE AT ALL?
WE'LL SORT THAT OUT, SON.
WELL, WHAT DO MY NEW TEAMMATES SAY?
HOW WOULD YOU LIKE TO SEE THE OLD MAN
LINING UP ALONGSIDE YOU THIS YEAR?
YEAH. YEAH. SURE, DAD.
IF YOU THINK IT'S A GOOD IDEA.
I DO.
MARK, WHAT ABOUT YOU?
YEAH. YEAH, SURE, DAD.
YEAH.
WELL, THAT'S A POSITIVE ANSWER.
IS ANYONE HERE EXCITED
ABOUT THE FIRST FATHER-AND-SON TEAM EVER?
HELL, YEAH.
YEAH.
NICE, BILLY.
HARV.
ALL RIGHT, THEN, LET'S MAKE THIS HAPPEN.
MARK, I'M WORRIED ABOUT DAD PLAYING AGAIN.
I MEAN, FROM WHAT I'VE SEEN,
THEY REALLY KNOW HOW TO GOON IT UP IN THE WHA.
[CATHY]: HEY, MARTY,
WHAT ARE YOU GONNA ASK FOR IN YOUR CONTRACT?
SOME LAME-O CAR?
SHUT UP, CATHY.
YOU SHUT UP.
I'M THE ONE'S GOTTA MOVE HERE TO TEXAS 'CAUSE OF YOU TWO.
I'M SERIOUS.
I THINK HE COULD GET REALLY HURT.
HURT?
HE COULD GET KILLED.
HE'S 45, MARTY.
SO, WHAT DO WE DO?
I DON'T KNOW.
HE'S SO EXCITED ABOUT IT.
LISTEN TO YOU TWO.
YOU'RE AFRAID OF PLAYING WITH HIM.
YOU KNEW YOU'D BE COMPARED TO DAD
IF YOU WERE STUPID ENOUGH TO PLAY HOCKEY,
WHICH APPARENTLY YOU ARE.
HEY! STOP IT!
STOP IT! STOP IT! NO! STOP IT!
[SHRIEKING IN PROTEST]
[BROTHERS LAUGHING]
YOUR TURN, MUZZ!
NOT COOL, GUYS!
I DIDN'T SAY ANYTHING!
YOU WERE THINKING IT!
THANK YOU.
AH, THANK YOU, JIM.
YOU ARE YOUNGER THAN MOST OF THE HOCKEY GMs
I'M USED TO DEALING WITH.
WELL, I'LL TAKE THAT AS A COMPLIMENT, MRS. HOWE.
COLLEEN, PLEASE.
HMM.
SO...
WE HAVE A MARKETING DREAM HERE.
THE GREATEST PLAYER OF ALL TIME
COMING BACK TO PLAY WITH HIS SONS.
I KNOW THE BOBBY HULL SIGNING
PUT THE WHA ON THE MAP, BUT...
THIS IS BIGGER.
JUST OUT OF CURIOSITY,
HOW MUCH DID BOBBY MAKE LAST YEAR?
HULL IS 33, YOUR HUSBAND IS 45.
OH, I KNOW,
BUT AGE IS AN ATTITUDE, JIM.
PLUS, WE HAVE TO FACTOR IN THE RISK TO MY HUSBAND,
GIVING UP A GUARANTEED CAREER WITH THE RED WINGS
TO COME AND HELP YOU SUPPORT YOUR BRAND-NEW LEAGUE.
WHAT DO YOU THINK?
HOW MUCH IS ALL THAT WORTH TO YOU?
I DON'T KNOW, COLLEEN,
BUT I HAVE A FEELING YOU'RE GOING TO TELL ME.
I HAVE AN IDEA.
WHY DON'T WE EACH WRITE DOWN A NUMBER,
JUST KIND OF SEE WHERE WE'RE AT.
WHAT DO YOU THINK?
ALL RIGHT.
OKAY.
THANK YOU.
YOURS IS A LOT HIGHER, COLLEEN.
I CAN'T DO SPOT DUTY, FOXY.
IF I'M COMING BACK, I'M COMING BACK TO PLAY.
UNDERSTOOD.
NOW, WHAT ABOUT
THIS HOUSTON OWNER?
CAN WE TRUST HIM?
HE'S ON HIS WAY OUT,
BUT WE GOT GOOD LOCAL OWNERSHIP COMING IN.
OH, LORDY.
ARE THE CHECKS GONNA CASH?
YOURS WILL.
MINE? I DON'T KNOW.
I SPENT 25 YEARS BUILDING MY REPUTATION.
I'M PUTTING ALL THAT ON THE LINE HERE.
NOW, YOU HAD MY BACK AS A TEAMMATE.
DO YOU STILL HAVE IT?
YOU KNOW I DO, GORDIE.
[REPORTERS CLAMORING]
OVER HERE, MR. HOWE!
[NEWS REPORT]: MR. HOCKEY IS LEAVING DETROIT.
GORDIE HOWE IS COMING OUT OF RETIREMENT AT AGE 45
TO STRAP ON THE BLADES...
NOT FOR HIS RED WINGS,
BUT TO LINE UP ALONGSIDE HIS SONS,
MARTY AND MARK HOWE,
AS A HOUSTON AERO
IN THE NEW WORLD HOCKEY ASSOCIATION--
ALL OF THEM.
TAKE THEM ALL DOWN!
[RADIO INTERVIEW]: IS THIS SOME KIND OF PUBLICITY STUNT?
[COMMENTATOR]: IS IT A STUNT?
HONESTLY, I CAN'T SEE GORDIE HOWE DOING THAT.
BUT HOW DESPERATE MUST THIS NEW LEAGUE BE
TO SIGN A RETIRED 45-YEAR-OLD PLAYER
AND TWO UNDER-AGED KIDS?
[♪♪]
[FLASHBULB POPS]
[QUIET CHATTING] ARE YOU SERIOUS?
TOSS ME THAT?
I'M MARTY HOWE.
JOHN.
I, UH...
I GOTTA SAY, IT'S AN HONOR TO BE PLAYING WITH YOU, GORDIE.
WELL, THANK YOU, STAN,
BUT YOU'RE PLAYING AGAINST ME
TILL I MAKE THE TEAM.
[DOOR SQUEAKS OPENS]
HEY, NEW GUYS!
[LAUGHING] ALL RIGHT...
FRESH MEAT.
[CACKLING]
WHAT WAS YOUR NAME AGAIN, OLD-TIMER?
HOWE.
HOWE...
HOWE. HOWE...
ANY RELATION TO SYD HOWE?
[LAUGHTER]
NOW, THERE WAS A HOWE OF A HOCKEY PLAYER!
[LAUGHING]
PLEASURE. PLEASURE.
WHOA, BOYS!
I GOT ONE.
[TEAM EXCLAIMS] WHOA! HEY!
PRIZE COCKROACH AT THE OLD SAM HOUSTON!
KEEP THAT CRAP AWAY FROM ME, SCHELLA.
YOU KNOW I HATE THEM THINGS.
IT'S A BIG FELLA!
IT'S GOT AT LEAST SIX ELBOWS...
IT'S A LITTLE LONG IN THE TOOTH, THOUGH.
CHECK IT OUT.
WHAT DO YOU THINK WE SHOULD CALL IT?
WHY DON'T YOU CALL HIM GORDIE?
[LAUGHTER]
THERE YOU GO.
SCHELLA...
WHERE'S SMOKEY?
SCHELLA! SCHELLA! SCHELLA!
THIS ONE'S FOR YOU, SMOKEY-BOY.
SCHELLA!
[LAUGHTER]
COME ON, SMOKEY!
[TEAM CHEERING AND HECKLING]
HE'S STILL GOT THE ELBOWS.
[RICOCHETS OFF THE POST]
[WHISTLE BLASTS]
OKAY, BOYS, BRING IT IN!
[CRICKETS CHIRPING PEACEFULLY]
[GASPS]
WOW, WELL, THIS IS NICE.
NOT MUCH TO COMPLAIN ABOUT HERE,
IS THERE, MISSY MUFFET?
MEET THE NEIGHBORS.
[CATTLE LOWING]
[CHUCKLING]
[WHISTLE BLASTS] ON THE LINE!
WELL, IT LOOKS LIKE THE LEGS HAVE LOST A STEP.
A STEP?
LOOKS LIKE HE'S GONNA HAVE A DAMN HEART ATTACK.
[WHISTLE BLASTS]
YOU OKAY, DAD?
YOU LOOK AWFUL RED.
YEAH. IT'S JUST...
IT'S JUST THE HEAT.
AND IT'S GORDIE.
ON THE LINE!
LET'S GO!
[WHISTLE BLASTS]
GO!
DAD, IT'S TIME FOR DINNER.
[MUMBLES]
DADDY?
ARE YOU OKAY?
[GROANS]
OH, LORD.
I WAS SUCKING WIND OUT THERE TODAY, MISSY.
IT WAS NOT PRETTY.
[MARTY]: HONESTLY, MOM,
I THOUGHT HE WAS GONNA HAVE A HEART ATTACK.
I MEAN, WE ALL DID.
WHAT'S FOR DINNER?
NOTHING. COME ON, LET'S GO.
WHERE ARE WE GOING?
WE'RE GOING TO THE DOCTOR.
YOU NEED YOUR HEART AND BLOOD PRESSURE CHECKED.
NO, NO, NO, NO.
I'VE ALREADY HAD MY PHYSICAL.
DON'T BE RIDICULOUS.
HONEY.
PLEASE? FOR ME?
WHAT DID YOU SAY?
HE'S ON YOUR WING! ON YOUR WING!
IT'S BEEN A WEEK.
HE'S NOT GETTING ANY BETTER.
YOU KNOW, I MEAN, IT COULD BE HE'S JUST TOO OLD.
HE MAY NOT EVEN MAKE THE TEAM.
[SNORING]
[SIGHS HEAVILY]
I THINK I'VE MADE
THE BIGGEST MISTAKE OF MY LIFE.
SO WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO?
FOXY DOESN'T THINK
YOU'RE GONNA MAKE THE LINE-UP.
YOU NEED TO LET ME KNOW
WHEN IT'S TIME TO CALL IT QUITS.
OKAY?
SO, I HEAR I'M NOT GONNA MAKE YOUR TEAM.
WELL, WE'RE GOING TO TWO PRACTICES A DAY.
YOU THINK YOU CAN HANDLE THAT?
OH, YEAH.
OR MAYBE I'LL JUST DIE.
YOU STILL GOT MY BACK, FOXY?
YEAH.
LAST I HEARD,
HOCKEY'S A TEAM SPORT, THOUGH, GORDIE.
YOU'RE AN EASY ONE TO HATE.
OH! [SMACKS HAND]
THE BANANAS ARE FOR YOU, HONEY.
WHOA!
[WHISTLE BLOWS]
HEY, MARK!
IT'S ABOUT TIME YOU BURIED ONE OF THOSE.
SORRY, COACH.
I GOT ANOTHER MIGRAINE.
WHAT'S UP WITH THE KID AND THE MIGRAINES?
WELL, HE'S SENSITIVE, LIKE HIS OLD MAN.
[CHUCKLES]
WHY DON'T YOU TRY SHOVELING A LITTLE SUGAR
ALONG WITH THE SAND AND SEE WHAT HAPPENS?
GEEZ, GORD, THAT WAS A PRETTY GOOD SHIFT.
THAT'S LITTLE ENOUGH.
DON'T WORRY, YOU MADE IT.
THE BOYS ARE GONNA MAKE IT, TOO.
OKAY!
LET'S PLAY SOME HOCKEY!
I'M GONNA STAPLE YOU THIS TIME, STANNY.
THANKS FOR THE TIPS, MR. HARVEY.
HEY, ANYTIME, KID.
I'LL TEACH YOU WHATEVER I CAN REMEMBER.
NOW, IT'S TIME FOR YOU AND I TO GO HIT THE BAR.
I THOUGHT YOU WERE ON THE WAGON.
I AM.
BUT I STILL LIKE THE SMELL.
YOU GOT ANY MONEY ON YOU, ROOK?
YEAH.
GOOD.
YOU'RE GONNA NEED A LOT.
[CROWD CHEERING AND SHOUTING]
WHO ARE THE LOUDMOUTHS TONIGHT?
HOCKEY PLAYERS.
OH, GOD.
I HEAR THEY'RE DUMBER THAN RODEO COWBOYS,
AND THAT'S SOME DUMB.
WHAT'LL YOU HAVE?
I'LL HAVE 13 RYES, DOUBLES,
13 JACKS, ALSO DOUBLES,
AND 26 DRAFTS.
ARE YOU AN ALCOHOLIC?
NO, THEY'RE FOR, UH,
ME AND THE OTHER DUMB HOCKEY PLAYERS.
WELL, PARDON MY FOOT IN THE MOUTH.
NO NEED. IT'S TRUE.
MARY FROM HOUSTON.
MARTY FROM DETROIT.
AND YOU'RE REALLY A HOCKEY PLAYER?
I REALLY AM, MARY FROM HOUSTON.
[SMOKEY]: PICK UP THE CHICK ON YOUR OWN TIME, KID!
YOU'RE ON OUR DIME TONIGHT!
[LAUGHTER]
COME ON.
COME ON, ROOKIE.
SAME AGAIN, KID. LET'S GO. LET'S GO.
SAME AGAIN, PLEASE.
CHEERS.
I KNOW IT'S ONLY AN EXHIBITION GAME,
BUT I CAN'T BELIEVE
WE'RE PLAYING AGAINST BOBBY HULL TONIGHT.
YOU'LL BELIEVE IT
WHEN HE DEKES YOU OUT OF YOUR SKATES.
HULL CAN BEAT YOU FORE AND BACKHAND,
AND HE'S TOO STRONG TO KNOCK OFF THE PUCK.
DO YOU GUYS ALWAYS
HAVE TO TALK ABOUT HOCKEY?
IT'S JUST FIGURE SKATING WITH TWIGS, YOU KNOW?
WHERE'D YOU GET THAT CRAP FROM?
TOMMY.
WHO'S TOMMY?
A FRIEND AT SCHOOL.
HE PLAYS FOOTBALL.
I'D LIKE TO MEET THIS TOMMY.
I'M SURE YOU WOULD, DAD.
YOU SHOULD JUST BE HAPPY THAT SHE'S MET A FRIEND.
I'M HAPPY.
SHE CAN COMPLAIN TO HIM NOW.
MARTY MADE A FRIEND TOO.
GOT HER PHONE NUMBER.
WHAT'S THIS?
NOTHING.
[ORGAN PLAYING]
SO, AM I GONNA HAVE TO GO TO EVERY GAME?
EVEN THESE PHONY EXHIBITION ONES?
YUP.
WE'RE THE FIRST FAMILY OF HOCKEY HERE.
AND IT WOULDN'T HURT YOU
TO SMILE ONCE IN A WHILE, TOO.
[LAUGHS SARCASTICALLY]
[WHISTLE BLASTS]
THIS IS MY LEAGUE, OLD MAN.
[CROWD CHEERING]
[♪♪]
[GOAL HORN BLARES]
[CHEERING AND APPLAUSE]
GOAL SCORED BY NUMBER 9, GORDIE HOWE!
ASSISTED BY NUMBER 4, MARK HOWE,
AT 27 SECONDS IN THE FIRST PERIOD.
THAT'S A GOOD THING, OKAY?
OKAY.
[HULL]: REMEMBER, YOU PLAY THAT DEEP ALL NIGHT,
HE'LL GO THERE ON YOU.
WHOSE LEAGUE IS IT, BOBBY?
[GASPING]
DAD!
NO...
BREAK IT UP, GUYS.
[CROWD CHEERING AND BOOING]
BLUE, YOU'RE GOING TO THE BOX.
PULL UP YOUR SKIRT, HOWE!
LITTLE BABY, WHERE'S YOUR BOTTLE?
THEY STILL CHANGING YOUR DIAPER, TOO, MARK?
HUH?
[TEAM MURMURING ENCOURAGEMENTS]
[RADIO PLAYS]
HEY, LISTEN, GORDIE.
YOU CAN'T-- YOU CAN'T BE FIGHTING OUR BATTLES FOR US.
IT'S EMBARRASSING.
I'M GORDIE WHEN THEY PLAY IT STRAIGHT,
AND I'M YOUR DAD WHEN THEY PLAY IT DIRTY.
PULL UP YOUR PANTS, LADIES!
DRINKS ARE ON ME TONIGHT, HOUSTON.
[TEAM CHEERING] THIS GUY. LOOK AT THIS GUY!
WELL, ME AND MY WHA PAYCHECK, THAT IS.
[LAUGHTER]
CAN YOU AFFORD IT, BOBBY?
MIGHT HAVE TO SELL A COUPLE STICK SHELVES, YEAH.
WHAT ABOUT YOU, ELBOWS, YOU IN?
HUH? YOU CAN EVEN BRING THE KIDS.
UH, NO THANK YOU, BOBBY,
COLLEEN'S GOT SPECIAL PLANS
FOR US TONIGHT.
WHAT COULD BE SO SPECIAL, GORDIE?
COME ON...
YOUR LOSS, ELBOWS,
BUT I'LL TELL YOU WHAT'S REAL SPECIAL,
A NICE JUICY STEAK AND A BLONDE.
[PLAYERS CHEERING]
HURRY UP, BOYS, LET'S GO!
[CHEERING AND SHOUTING]
FOLLOW THE COAT.
[LAUGHTER]
ANOTHER TIME.
NO PLAYER WORE A LADY'S FUR COAT
WHEN I WAS COMING UP.
WELL, MAYBE THEY DID, BUT BEHIND CLOSED DOORS.
LOOK, YOU CAN'T BE THEIR TEAMMATE
AND THEIR CHAPERONE TOO.
I KNOW.
I KNOW, I'M JUST TRYING TO FIND THE RIGHT LINE,
YOU KNOW?
I HAD NOTHING GROWING UP,
AND NOW THESE BOYS ARE GETTING PAID
THESE HUGE SALARIES AT 18, 19?
I JUST, I WORRY THAT IT'S TOO MUCH,
YOU KNOW, TOO SOON FOR THEM.
AH, GIVE THEM SOME CREDIT.
HELL, GIVE ME SOME CREDIT, TOO.
WE RAISED THEM RIGHT.
TRUST THEM.
YEAH.
YOU'RE RIGHT, AS PER USUAL.
[CHUCKLES]
YOU KNOW, YOU'RE A...
PRETTY BEAUTIFUL WOMAN, COLLEEN HOWE.
STOP...
I WAS PRETTY LUCKY THE DAY I MET YOU.
I WILL NOT STOP. THAT NEEDS TO BE SAID.
YOU KNOW, I'M GONNA HAVE A LITTLE NAP BEFORE PRACTICE.
MAYBE YOU'D CARE TO JOIN ME.
WHAT'S GOTTEN INTO YOU?
A MIDDLE-AGED BLOOM?
[♪♪]
ALL RIGHT, LET'S GO, BOYS.
GORDIE, YOU READY TO GO, BUDDY?
SADDLE UP!
COME ON!
[PLAYERS SHOUTING]
- WHOA, WAIT A MINUTE. - HMM?
[LAUGHING] DAD, THEY MESSED UP YOUR JERSEY.
THEY SPELLED YOUR NAME "GORIDE HOWE."
WHAT?
YEAH, IT SAYS "GORIDE HOWE."
[LAUGHS]
FOR HEAVEN'S SAKE,
HELP ME GET TAKE THIS THING OFF.
[LAUGHING]
HANDS UP.
GORIDE HOWE...
[CROWD CHEERING]
COME ON, GUYS!
[HORN BLARES]
[ANNOUNCER]: THE FINAL SCORE IS CLEVELAND 2, HOUSTON 0,
AS THE AEROS BEGIN THEIR NEW HOWESTON SEASON.
[COMMENTATOR]: I THOUGHT THE HOWE BOYS LOOKED GOOD.
MARK IS A HELL OF A PLAYER.
KEEP YOUR EYE ON THAT KID.
HEY... COME ON.
SAVE IT FOR NEXT GAME.
[APPLAUSE AND CHEERS]
WHY ARE THEY CHEERING?
THEY KNOW WE LOST, RIGHT?
I DON'T KNOW.
MAYBE THEY SAW SOMETHING THEY LIKED.
[CHEERING]
HEY, HON'.
IF THE HOUSE EVER CAUGHT ON FIRE,
WHAT DO YOU THINK YOUR MOTHER WOULD GRAB FIRST?
ME, YOU, OR THE DANG CHART?
THE CHART.
CHART.
OF COURSE.
IT'S THE ONLY WAY I CAN KEEP THIS FAMILY IN CHECK.
YOU CALL THAT GIRL YET?
NO, NOT YET.
PATHETIC.
[LAUGHING]
[SIGHS]
[CHEERING AND APPLAUSE]
[FANS SHOUTING]: GORDIE! GORDIE, SIGN THIS!
HERE'S A COUPLE OF YOUNG STARS.
YOU'RE GOING TO WANT THEIR AUTOGRAPHS TOO!
[CROWD SCREAMING]
[SHOUTING AND BOOING]
LET HIM UP.
OKAY-- OKAY!
ALL RIGHT, THAT'S IT, THAT'S IT.
OH, COME ON.
BREAK IT UP, BREAK IT UP.
GO TO THE BOX.
COOL IT, 15.
ALL RIGHT.
GORDIE, I THOUGHT WE HAD A DEAL.
YOU CAN'T BE FIGHTING OUR BATTLES FOR US!
I DIDN'T SIGN NO CONTRACT.
[PLAYER TAUNTING]
SHUT UP!
FIGHT SOMEONE YOUR OWN AGE!
IT'S A BUSINESS DECISION.
OTHER TEAMS SEE WHAT WE DID,
THEY'LL GIVE US MORE ROOM OUT THERE.
YOU NEED TO START THINKING LIKE A PRO.
PLAY HOCKEY RELIGIOUSLY.
IT'S BETTER TO GIVE THAN TO RECEIVE.
TWO TEAMS!
[CALL RINGING]
HELLO?
[SLAMS PHONE DOWN]
WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU?
SMOKEY.
[LAUGHS]
ALL RIGHT, SO, A TEAM CAN BE PUT OFFSIDE
IN TWO DIFFERENT WAYS.
ONE, THE PLAYER CROSSES THE OPPOSING TEAM'S BLUE LINE
BEFORE THE PUCK DOES.
OR TWO,
THE PUCK CROSSES FROM INSIDE THE BLUE LINE
AND OUT OVER THE CENTER RED LINE.
CLEAR AS MUD?
ANY QUESTIONS
BEFORE WE MOVE ON TO ICING RULES? YEAH?
I LOOKED IT UP IN THE RECORDS,
AND GORDIE'S NEVER GONE EIGHT GAMES
WITHOUT SCORING A GOAL BEFORE.
WHEN DO YOU THINK THIS DROUGHT WILL END?
WELL, YOU KNOW A LOT ABOUT DROUGHTS HERE IN TEXAS, RIGHT?
THEY PASS.
ALL RIGHT, LET'S TALK ABOUT ICING, SHALL WE?
[LOUD PARTY MUSIC BLARES]
[♪♪]
HEY, MARTY!
GAME'S ON CHANNEL 12!
HEY! HEY!
IT'S TINY TIM.
TURN IT UP.
I THOUGHT HE WAS DEAD.
HEY, GORDIE!
DIDN'T I HEAR HE WAS A BIG FAN OF YOURS?
YEAH, I THINK HE SAID ON THE CARSON SHOW
I'D BE HIS FAVORITE PERSON TO WAKE UP NEXT TO
IN A HOSPITAL BED.
[CHUCKLING]
BUT DID YOU PICK HIM AS YOURS, GORDIE?
OH, NO, SMOKEY, I PICKED YOU.
[LAUGHTER]
GOOD NIGHT, ALL.
[EVERYONE GROANS]: AW!
COME ON, GORD.
HAVE FUN.
HEY, GORDIE, GORDIE.
YOU'RE GOING GOOD.
THE GOALS... THE GOALS ARE GONNA COME.
THANK YOU, TED.
GOOD NIGHT, ALL.
NIGHT, GORDIE.
NIGHT, GORD.
[CHEERING AND APPLAUSE]
[ANNOUNCER]: BEEN A TOUGH START TO THE SEASON
FOR MR. HOCKEY,
GOING GOAL-LESS THUS FAR.
MAYBE HE CAN PICK UP HIS FIRST AS AN AERO TONIGHT.
GO, HOWE!
[GIGGLES]
OKAY.
IS THAT HER?
YEAH.
[GOAL HORN BLARES]
[CROWD ERUPTS WITH CHEERS]
[ANNOUNCER]: AND GORDIE HOWE SCORES
A BEAUTIFUL AMBIDEXTROUS GOAL!
[CHEERING]
THAT'S IT, GORDIE!
YOU GOT IT, BIG FELLA.
FINALLY, THE SCORING SLUMP IS OVER.
[TEAM CHEERING]
HEY, COLLEEN!
PARTY AT THE HOWES' TONIGHT!
[EVERYONE CHEERING]
GREAT.
MARTY, YOU PICK UP THE KEGS.
HEY.
MARTY FROM DETROIT.
YEAH. BUT, UH...
I WAS GONNA... CALL YOU EARLIER, BUT--
UH-HUH.
WHERE DID YOUR GIRLFRIEND GO?
SHE'S GOT A MID-TERM TOMORROW.
DO YOU WANT TO GO GRAB A COFFEE?
UM, YEAH--
OH, ACTUALLY, I HAVE A BETTER IDEA.
THERE'S A TEAM THING GOING ON.
SO YOU PLAY WITH YOUR BROTHER AND YOUR DAD?
[♪♪]
OH, HELLO!
HI!
COLLEEN HOWE.
MARTY'S MOM.
MARY JAMES, PLEASED TO MEET YOU.
COME ON IN. MAKE YOURSELF AT HOME,
AND THEN COME HELP ME FEED AND WATER THESE BOYS
WHEN YOU CAN, OKAY?
OKAY.
CATHY, COME HELP ME IN THE KITCHEN!
[CATHY]: YEAH, I'LL BE RIGHT THERE!
ALL RIGHT, YOU ALL KNOW THIS SONG,
SO GATHER 'ROUND AND SING ALONG.
[GUITARIST STARTS STRUMMING]
[♪♪]
[ALL SINGING TOGETHER] ♪ TIPTOE THROUGH THE WINDOW ♪
TINY TIM?
♪ BY THE WINDOW THAT'S WHERE I'LL BE... ♪
HE DOESN'T LOOK SCARY AT ALL.
HE LOOKS REAL SWEET.
[COMMENTATOR] MY GUEST IS ASSISTANT COACH DOUG HARVEY,
AND, DOUG, THE FIGHTING SAINTS
ARE REALLY EARNING THEIR NICKNAME TONIGHT.
YEAH, THEY SURE ARE.
BUT MINNESOTA CAN PLAY IT SLICK, TOO.
THEY'RE ONLY SITTING FOUR POINTS BEHIND US.
AND HOW ABOUT THAT GORDIE HOWE?
MR. HOCKEY HAS BEEN ON FIRE
SINCE HE SCORED THAT FIRST GOAL AGAINST NEW ENGLAND.
I CALL GORDIE "THE AGELESS WONDER."
IF HE KEEPS THIS UP,
HE'LL BE CHARGING RIGHT AT THE SCORING CHAMPIONSHIP.
OF COURSE, HE IS ONLY 45.
[CHUCKLING]
[CROWD BOOING AND JEERING]
YOU'RE A DIRTY OLD MAN, HOWE!
I'LL TAKE YOU ON! I'LL TAKE YOU ALL ON!
I THOUGHT MINNESOTA
WAS THE FRIENDLY SWEDISH STATE.
BOYS, WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU HAD A HAIRCUT?
IT'S ABOUT TIME FOR A TRIM, ISN'T IT?
DON'T LOOK AT ME.
YOU TWO DON'T WANT MY PROTECTION.
[♪♪]
[RADIO SHOW CALLER]: I CAN'T BELIEVE HOW WELL
THE OLD GUY'S PLAYING OUT THERE.
I'M TELLING YOU,
GORDIE'S PLAYING BETTER THAN HE DID
WITH THE RED WINGS BACK IN THE MID-'60s.
HE'S DOMINATING THE ICE!
[RADIO HOST]: I'VE GOT TO AGREE WITH YOU, FRIEND.
[CALLER]: AND WHAT AMAZES ME
IS THAT HOWE'S DOING IT WITH THESE KIDS.
I MEAN, DOES THE YOUNG ONE EVEN SHAVE YET?
[HOST]: LET ME TELL YOU SOMETHING,
THOSE KIDS CAN REALLY PLAY.
MARK MAY NOT SHAVE YET,
BUT I THINK HE'S A SHOE-IN FOR ROOKIE OF THE YEAR.
NEXT CALLER.
LOOKIN' GOOD.
WHO THE HECK GAVE YOU PERMISSION
TO TALK TO THE WHA OWNERS?
THEY WERE MERELY INFORMAL CONVERSATIONS,
NOTHING MORE.
ABOUT A MERGER WITH THE NHL?
THAT WAS PART OF IT, YES--
OVER MY DEAD BODY.
MERGER...
OUR REVENUES ARE DOWN,
AND THE WHA IS TURNING INTO A SERIOUS DRAW, BRUCE!
IT'S A LEAGUE OF HAS-BEENS AND NEVER-GONNA-BE'S!
IF YOU WANNA KEEP YOUR JOB HERE, I'D SHUT UP NOW!
YOU DON'T NEED TO WRITE THAT LAST SENTENCE DOWN.
PRESIDENT CAMPBELL WILL GET THE GIST.
THE LIGHTS ARE OUT.
[TEAMMATES LAUGHING]
[BOYS SHOUTING IN ALARM]
WHAT THE HELL'S GOING ON?
[SMOKEY]: HEY, WE GOT YOU, JUNIOR.
[CACKLING]
RELAX, ROOKIE.
TODAY, YOU BECOME A MAN,
OR AT LEAST A HOUSTON AERO!
[LAUGHTER]
MARK GOT ANOTHER MIGRAINE?
YEAH.
I CLOSED THE BLINDS SO HE COULD SLEEP.
HE'S TICKED AT HIS TEAMMATES, ISN'T HE?
I AM.
HOW COULD YOU LET THAT HAPPEN?
WAIT A SECOND,
YOU'RE THE ONE TELLING ME
I SHOULDN'T BE THE BOYS' CHAPERONE.
IT IS BARBARIC.
YEAH.
YEAH, IT'S OLD-SCHOOL STUPID,
IT'S EVEN OLDER-SCHOOL THAN ME,
BUT IT MEANS SOMETHING.
THEIR TEAMMATES WANT TO KNOW IF THEY CAN TRUST THE BOYS.
TRUST THEM?
THAT IS ABSOLUTELY RIDICULOUS.
THERE IS TWO TYPES OF HOCKEY PLAYER, COLLEEN,
THERE IS THE THIN-SKINNED AND THE THICK-SKINNED,
THE ONES WHO TURTLE,
AND THE ONES WHO FIGHT BACK.
[SIGHS IN FRUSTRATION]
AND THEY'RE ASKING WHICH ONE THE BOYS ARE.
WELL, I STILL DON'T APPROVE,
BUT I WOULD LIKE TO BE THERE
WHEN MY BOYS GIVE THEM THEIR ANSWER.
[LAUGHTER]
[MOCK SOBBING] AW, COACH, DON'T MAKE ME SKATE!
AW, IT HURTS! IT HURTS SO BAD!
[LAUGHS]
[CACKLING]
HOLY-- [YELPS IN ALARM]
[LAUGHTER]
GET 'EM OFF!
[LAUGHTER]
DOES IT HURT, SMOKEY?
DOES IT HURT SO... BAD?
[LAUGHTER]
GOOD ONE, KID, GOOD ONE.
NOW I GOTTA BURN THE BAG.
[CHRISTMAS CAROLS PLAY]
[YOUNG MAN]:...YEAH, I WOULD LOVE THAT.
[CATHY]: TONIGHT WAS REALLY FUN.
YEAH, THANKS FOR HAVING ME.
OH, ANY TIME.
[SLAMS DOOR]
[GASPING]
HI, DAD!
THIS MUST BE TOMMY.
YES.
I HEAR YOU DON'T THINK TOO MUCH OF HOCKEY.
WELL, I-I NEVER SEEN IT, SIR.
WELL, INVITE HIM TO A GAME
SOME TIME, CATHY.
AND, UM, BE INSIDE IN FIVE MINUTES,
OR THE YOUNG MAN GETS A DATE WITH THE ELBOWS.
SO EMBARRASSING.
[WHISPERING] WOW...
WELL, YOUR DAD'S LIKE CLINT EASTWOOD OR SOMETHING.
[LAUGHING]
OKAY, NOW, SQUEEZE TOGETHER.
I'M BEING SERIOUS, ACTUALLY.
ALL RIGHT.
SMILE, Y'ALL.
[SHUTTER CLICKS]
ALL RIGHT, LET'S EAT, Y'ALL.
PASS... PASS THE BIG BIRD DOWN HERE,
AND WE'LL CARVE HIM UP REALLY GOOD.
[♪♪]
WE WILL SAY GRACE.
I THINK I'M GOING TO GET A HEAD START ON CARVING THIS.
[♪♪]
HERE WE GO!
HI, LITTLE FELLA. WHAT'S YOUR NAME?
[SPORTSCASTER]: WHAT A COMEBACK SEASON
MR. HOCKEY IS HAVING.
TURNING 46, AND NOW LEADING THE LEAGUE IN SCORING.
I SAY GO, AEROS, GO!
GO, HOWES!
LET'S GET BEHIND THEM, Y'ALL.
NEXT CALLER.
[CALLER]: I DON'T THINK
THERE'S BEEN A FATHER-SON TEAMMATE COMBO
IN ANY PROFESSIONAL SPORT, HAS THERE?
WELL, WHAT DO YOU KNOW?
DON'T LET IT GO TO YOUR HEAD, OKAY, HONEY?
IT DOES NOT SAY "GORIDE" HOWE.
YOU'RE UP THERE, TOO, MISSUS.
[MARTY]: UH-OH. HERE COMES TROUBLE.
CATHY AND HER NEW FRIEND.
[CATHY]: WHOO-HOO!
TEXAS FOREVER! WHOO!
SHE LOOKS PRETTY HAPPY HERE.
YEAH.
I COULD SEE MAKING HOUSTON MY HOME.
[CHUCKLES]
MARTY?
I NEED TO SPEAK WITH YOU FOR A MOMENT.
WHAT'S UP?
FOXY JUST CALLED.
HE NEEDS YOU TO FIND DOUG HARVEY
AND BRING HIM TO THE SAM HOUSTON.
HE'S BEEN DRINKING.
WHAT?
I GUESS HE'S FALLEN OFF THE WAGON.
FOXY'S BEEN COVERING IT UP,
GETTING HIM SOBERED UP FOR GAMES.
I WAS SUPPOSED TO TAKE MARY OUT FOR SUPPER BEFORE--
WELL, I'M SORRY, IT CAN'T BE HELPED, OKAY?
I GOTTA...
IT'S A TEAM THING.
I UNDERSTAND.
I'LL MAKE IT UP TO YOU, OKAY?
I PROMISE.
LET'S GO.
[COLLEEN]: SORRY, MARY.
COMES WITH DATING A HOCKEY PLAYER.
MR. HARVEY?
HEY, KID, SIT DOWN.
JJ, A BEER FOR MY YOUNG PROTEGE HERE.
MR. HARVEY, WE GOTTA GET YOU TO THE SAM HOUSTON.
IT'S ALMOST GAME TIME.
WHY? I'M NOT PLAYING.
HARV, FOXY SENT ME.
WE GOTTA GET YOU SOBERED UP.
DON'T LECTURE ME ABOUT SOBER,
YOU LITTLE SNOT!
PLEASE, HARV, JUST...
JUST COME WITH ME, OKAY?
[SIGHS]
I'LL BE IN THE CAR.
YOU SEEM PRETTY PLEASED WITH YOURSELF.
I'M READING HERE, PLEASE.
[SMACKS TABLE ANGRILY]
GORDIE?
[MARK STRUMMING GUITAR]
WHAT THE HECK IS THIS?
"I KNEW MY DAD WAS AN OLD MAN,
I JUST DIDN'T KNOW HE WAS A DIRTY OLD MAN TOO."
DAD, WHAT'S WRONG? IT WAS A JOKE.
A JOKE?
WHAT THE HECK KIND OF THING IS THAT TO SAY
ABOUT YOUR FATHER?
I WAS JUST TRYING TO EXPLAIN TO THE REPORTER
HOW YOU PLAY WITH AN EDGE, AND--
I PLAY DIRTY? IS THAT WHAT YOU THINK?
LET ME TELL YOU SOMETHING ABOUT HOW I PLAY.
I'M A GOSH-DANG POLICEMAN OUT THERE!
DAD, COME ON, YOU KNOW YOU CROSS THE LINE SOMETIMES.
I CROSS THE LINE? THERE IS NO LINE!
IF YOU LET THEM THROW DIRT AT YOU,
THEY WILL KEEP DOING IT!
NOW, YOU APOLOGIZE. RIGHT NOW.
HOW ABOUT ALL THE STUFF
THAT YOU AND MOM TRY TO TEACH ME?
LIKE, "BE HUMBLE, KID,"
"THE MEEK INHERIT THE EARTH, SON."
DO I JUST THROW ALL THAT DIRT OUT NOW?
THE MEEK MIGHT INHERIT THE EARTH.
I AM TALKING ABOUT THE ICE!
YOU NEED TO APOLOGIZE TO YOUR FATHER.
NOW.
I DON'T KNOW, MOM,
IF I LET PEOPLE THROW DIRT, THEY'LL JUST KEEP THROWING IT.
NOW.
THAT WAS A GREAT COVER STORY, GORDIE.
WAS IT?
I DIDN'T FINISH IT.
YEAH, WELL,
I DON'T KNOW WHY HE'S GOTTA RUN US DOWN.
HE DOESN'T KNOW WHAT HE'S TALKING ABOUT.
[GORDIE]: WHAT'S TEDDY GOT TO SAY NOW?
SOME B.S. ABOUT HOW WE CAN'T BE MUCH OF A HOCKEY LEAGUE
IF WE'VE GOT A 45-YEAR-OLD AS OUR LEADING SCORER.
[SMOKEY CACKLING]
MARKY, GREAT QUOTE IN THE SPORTS MAG, BUDDY!
FREAKIN' HILARIOUS!
WHAT DID HE SAY, SMOKEY?
I JUST READ IT IN THE CAN.
HE SAID, "I ALWAYS KNEW MY DAD WAS AN OLD MAN,
I JUST DIDN'T KNOW HE WAS A DIRTY OLD MAN."
[LAUGHTER]
DIRTY OLD MAN...
[CROWD CHEERING]
IT'S LIKE FOOTBALL WITH SPEARS!
[WHISTLE BLOWS]
COME ON, GORDIE.
TO THE BOX, GORD!
TO THE BOX, TO THE BOX!
IN THE BOX, IN THE BOX.
YEAH, NOW THE REFS ARE PROTECTING YOU,
HUH, GORD?
CHEAP SHOT, MAN.
NOT A WORD.
YOU GUYS SEEN HARV TONIGHT?
NO.
ANYONE?
[COLLEEN CLEARS HER THROAT]
[LOUDER] AHEM.
[SHARP KICK]
WHAT I MEANT TO SAY WAS
MY FATHER HAS A GREAT SENSE OF JUSTICE ON THE ICE.
HE'S A POLICEMAN OUT THERE,
LIKE... DIRTY HARRY.
[MUFFLED LAUGHTER]
IS THAT YOUR VERSION OF AN APOLOGY?
YEAH.
ACCEPTED.
[COLLEEN SIGHS]
CAN I GET ANY MORE EGGS FOR ANYONE?
- YEAH, SURE, MOM. - OKAY. GREAT.
[♪♪]
[STATIC CRACKLES AS SHE TUNES THE DIAL]
[SPORTS STATION BROADCASTS HOCKEY GAME]
...TRIPPING CALL ON THE AEROS
WITH LESS THAN TWO MINUTES TO PLAY,
AND THE GAME OUT REACH FOR THE HOST NEW ENGLAND WHALERS...
CAN I LISTEN TO SOME MUSIC NOW?
[SCOFFS]
...HOWE AND LUND COME OUT TO KILL THE PENALTY...
YOU THINK YOU CAN INFLUENCE THE GAME
JUST BY LISTENING TO IT, DON'T YOU?
DON'T BE RIDICULOUS.
...WHAT A DREAM SEASON GORDIE HOWE HAS HAD.
100 POINTS.
THE LEAGUE-LEADING SCORER,
AND HIS FIRST-PLACE AEROS
ARE HEADING TO A PLAYOFF ROUND AGAINST THE JETS
IN JUST TWO WEEKS...
[BREATHING HARD]
YOU SO DO.
[STICKS SLAPPING] FACEOFF WON BY THE WHALERS.
GOES BACK TO SELLWOOD AT THE POINT.
SELLWOOD LOOKING FOR A SHOT ON NET,
THIS GUY CAN REALLY BOOM IT.
HOWE GOES DOWN TO BLOCK THE SHOT!
OOH, THAT'S GOTTA HURT!
[WHISTLE BLASTS]
GORDIE HOWE IS DOWN ON THE ICE AND GRIMACING WITH PAIN.
THE TRAINER BOBBY BROWN
COMES OFF THE BENCH TO HELP HIM--
ALL RIGHT, THANKS, BOB.
HE SAYS YOU GOT A HAIRLINE FRACTURE.
YOU NEED TO KEEP WEIGHT OFF IT FOR 10 DAYS,
AND YOU'LL NEED A CAST.
NOT BAD.
WELL, I'VE PLAYED WITH A HAIRLINE FRACTURE BEFORE.
IT'S NOTHING, FOXY.
YEAH, BUT THERE'S NO POINT.
WE NEED YOU READY FOR THE PLAYOFFS.
WHAT ABOUT THE SCORING CHAMPIONSHIP?
WHAT ABOUT IT?
THERE'S EIGHT GAMES LEFT.
I'M ONLY SEVEN POINTS AHEAD OF WALTON.
TELL SOMEONE WHO CARES, GORDIE.
YOU KNOW I HATE TO LOSE.
SO DO I.
THAT'S WHY YOU'RE NOT IN MY LINE-UP TILL THE PLAYOFFS.
OH, YOU'RE EASY ONE TO HA--
YEAH, YEAH, YEAH, I'M AN EASY ONE TO HATE.
I KNOW!
YEAH, GOOD SKATE TODAY, GUYS.
LOOKING GOOD.
[PLAYERS ALL CHATTING]
HEY, HARV!
WHERE YOU BEEN?
YEAH...
JUST STOPPED BY TO SAY "SO LONG,"
AND, UH, GOOD LUCK IN THE PLAYOFFS, FELLAS.
YOU'RE LEAVING US, HARV?
YEAH,
THE CIRCUS IS MOVING ON.
I'LL SEE ALL YOU BOYS DOWN THE ROAD.
[GENTLY] SEE YA, HARV.
GOOD LUCK, HARV.
SEE YA, HARV.
MR. HARVEY!
MR. HARVEY...
I DON'T--
HOW COULD FOXY JUST FIRE YOU?
DON'T BE SORE AT FOXY, KID.
MAYBE YOU NOTICED I, UH,
I GOT A LITTLE PROBLEM.
JEEZ, WELL...
SO WHAT ARE YOU GONNA DO NOW?
I DON'T KNOW, MAYBE SCOUT A LITTLE?
LOOK, IT CAN GO JUST LIKE THAT, KID.
THAT'S WHY THIS TIME WITH YOU AND MARK
IS SO SPECIAL FOR YOUR DAD.
HE KNOWS HOW FAST IT CAN GO.
GIVE ME A SHOUT
WHEN YOU WIN THE BEST DEFENCEMAN AWARD, OKAY?
[GAME PLAYS ON TELEVISION]
...THE SAINTS ARE ON THE POWER PLAY
WITH HUGHES IN THE BOX.
MIKE WALTON ENTERS THE FACE-OFF CIRCLE...
NOW, OFF THE FACE-OFF, WALTON GETS IT TO SMITH.
SMITH MOVES IN ACROSS, GETS IT TO GALLANT.
GALLANT MOVES OVER-- BACK TO WALTON!
HE SCORES!
POINT #101 FOR MIKE WALTON,
WHO PASSES THE INJURED GORDIE HOWE IN SCORING.
NOT A GREAT BIRTHDAY PRESENT FOR MR. HOCKEY,
WHO TURNED 46 TODAY.
CATHY HAS YOUR CAKE READY.
[SIGHS]
SO, DO I LIGHT THE CANDLES OR NOT?
SURE, ALL 146 OF THEM.
YOUR DAUGHTER'S WAITING
TO CELEBRATE YOUR BIRTHDAY WITH YOU.
I'M NOT IN THE MOOD.
OH, COME ON, GORDIE.
BLOW OUT THE CANDLES.
WISH FOR A NEW LEG.
IT WAS IMPORTANT FOR ME TO WIN IT, COLLEEN.
TO PROVE ALL THE NAYSAYERS WRONG.
YOU KNOW, I CAME TO HOUSTON
TO WATCH YOU PLAY HOCKEY WITH OUR SONS,
TO TEACH THEM.
WHAT DO YOU THINK THIS IS GOING TO TEACH THEM?
YOU WON YOUR LAST STANLEY CUP IN 1955.
[CHUCKLES RUEFULLY]
WHAT DO YOU THINK ALL THE NAYSAYERS
ARE GOING TO THINK?
THEY PROBABLY THINK
YOU'LL NEVER BE ABLE TO DO IT AGAIN.
YOU HAVE WORKED SO HARD.
NOW YOU HAVE A CHANCE TO WIN THE CHAMPIONSHIP
WITH YOUR SONS.
DO YOU EVER GET TIRED OF BEING RIGHT?
[CHUCKLES]
SO YOU WANT TO EAT THE CAKE,
OR SHOULD I GIVE IT TO THE LAST TWO COWS?
DO YOU THINK DAD SAW THE GAME TONIGHT?
OBVIOUSLY. HE'S GONNA BE PEEVED.
IT'S MR. NORRIS. WHAT DO WE DO?
MR. NORRIS, HOW YOU DOING?
BOYS.
YOU MADE A BIG, BIG MISTAKE, YOU KNOW THAT?
YOU'RE NEVER GOING TO PLAY IN THE NHL NOW.
YOU CAN THANK YOUR FATHER FOR THAT.
WELL, I HOPE YOU'RE WRONG, MR. NORRIS,
BUT IT WAS WORTH IT.
WE GOT TO PLAY
WITH THE GREATEST DETROIT RED WING EVER.
IT WAS NICE SEEING Y'ALL.
THAT WAS AWKWARD.
YEAH, I KNOW.
LATE FLIGHT?
NO, WE GOT IN ON TIME.
THE BOYS HAD A PARTY AT GRIFF'S.
LAST CHANCE BEFORE THE PLAYOFFS.
YOU KNOW, I'VE BEEN WATCHING YOU SIGN THOSE THINGS
ALL MY LIFE,
AND I STILL DON'T GET IT.
I MEAN, WHY SIGN THEM AHEAD OF TIME?
WELL...
PEOPLE THAT WANT 'EM,
IF YOU GET 'EM RIGHT AND READY FOR 'EM,
IT GIVES YOU MORE TIME TO TALK TO THEM.
THAT'S YOU, DAD.
YOU KNOW, WE RAN INTO MR. NORRIS AT THE MINNESOTA AIRPORT TODAY.
YEAH?
DID HE TALK TO YOU?
OH, YEAH.
HE SAID WE'D NEVER PLAY IN THE NHL.
YOU DON'T LISTEN TO THAT CRAP, SON. OKAY?
MARTY SAID IT WAS WORTH IT
'CAUSE WE GOT TO PLAY WITH OUR OLD MAN.
MARTY SAID THAT?
YEAH.
I LET HIM SAY IT,
'CAUSE, UH, HE'S OLDER THAN ME, BUT...
YEAH.
[PATS SHOULDER]
NIGHT, OLD MAN.
NIGHT, YOUNG MAN.
[♪♪]
[ROAR OF CROWD]
[CHEERING AND APPLAUSE]
[ANNOUNCER]: IT'S A SWEEP!
THE HOUSTON AEROS DEFEAT THE JETS
IN FOUR STRAIGHT,
SO NOW THEY'LL MOVE ON TO MINNESOTA,
IN WHAT'S EXPECTED TO BE A MUCH ROUGHER PLAY-OFF SERIES,
BECAUSE THEY ARE THE FIGHTING SAINTS.
- ELBOWS. - BOBBY.
TELL YOU WHAT,
NEXT YEAR, WE'LL CALL IT "OUR LEAGUE," HUH?
WELL, THANK YOU.
YOU'LL GET US NEXT YEAR, IF I RETIRE AGAIN.
[CHUCKLING]
GOOD WORK...
LOOKS LIKE YOU GOT THE HALL TONIGHT, STANNY.
WINNIPEG'S BEEN LUCKY FOR ME.
[KNOCK ON DOOR]
WELL, GO ON,
LET THE GAL IN ON YOUR WAY OUT.
HEY, MRS. HOWE.
GREAT GAME, JACK.
SORRY TO KICK YOU OUT.
IT'S NUMBER 4. WALTON.
MIKE!
MIKE, FOR TELEVISION,
IS IT GONNA BE A ROUGH ONE, MIKE?
WE CAN PLAY IT ANY WAY THEY LIKE.
ANY SPECIAL PLANS FOR THE HOWE LINE?
STOP 'EM.
WE KNOW GORDIE'S ON A MISSION, BUT, HEY, SO ARE WE.
HOWE'S GONNA WISH HE STAYED RETIRED.
[CACKLES]
WHO'S THAT?
IT'S A MINOR LEAGUE CALL-UP.
ALL RIGHT, THAT'S IT, FELLAS,
WE GOT A GAME TO GET READY FOR.
[WHISTLE BLOWS]
[CROWD CHEERING]
YOU READY TO GO, OLD MAN?
OH, LOOK, AN OGRE FELL OUT OF THE UGLY BEANSTALK.
[SMASHING STICK]
I'M GONNA BURY YOU
AND YOUR ENTIRE FAMILY IN THE DESERT--
RELAX.
SON, WHO CUTS YOUR HAIR?
[CROWD SHOUTING AND CHEERING]
HEY!
[SCHELLA TAUNTING WITH MONKEY HOOTS]
[CROWD SHOUTING AND BOOING]
THAT'S IT! 18!
[RAGING INCOHERENTLY]
GET HIM OUT OF HERE.
[SCREAMING THREATS]
[SMOKEY LAUGHING]
HAVE FUN BACK IN THE MINORS, COLD SORE!
[LAUGHING]
[ANNOUNCER]: WE'RE NEAR THE END
OF THE SECOND OVERTIME PERIOD
IN THE LONGEST PLAYOFF GAME HOUSTON HAS EVER WITNESSED.
[WHISTLE BLOWING]
STANFIELD, TAYLOR.
[CROWD CHANTING AND CHEERING]
GO, AEROS, GO! GO, AEROS, GO!
[♪♪]
[GOAL HORN BLARES]
[CROWD ROARING]
[CROWD BOOING]
WE'RE BETTER THAN THEM.
THERE'S NO WAY WE SHOULD BE LOSING.
WELL, WE ARE.
I'LL CALL A TEAM MEETING
WHEN WE GET TO THE ST. PAUL'S HOTEL.
OH, HERE COMES TROUBLE.
WELL, WELL.
HOWDY, COWBOYS.
SWEEP, SWEEP, SWEEP!
THE GAME'S IN OUR BARN NOW, HOWE.
WHOO-WEE!
[TEAM CACKLES]
♪ THE OLD GRAY MARE ♪
♪ JUST AIN'T WHAT HE USED TO BE ♪
♪ AIN'T WHAT HE USED TO BE ♪
♪ THE OLD GRAY MARE JUST AIN'T WHAT HE USED TO BE ♪
♪ TIME TO PUT HIM DOWN... ♪
WELL, HE CAN'T SKATE,
AND HE SINGS LIKE THAT.
THE LORD PLAYS SOME CRUEL TRICKS.
[ANNOUNCER]: THE AEROS NEED TO TURN THINGS AROUND QUICKLY
IF THEY HOPE TO ADVANCE TO THE NEXT ROUND.
IT'S NOT THE FIRST TIME
GORDIE HOWE'S BEEN IN THIS SITUATION.
HIS LEADERSHIP AND EXPERIENCE
IS EXACTLY WHAT THIS TEAM NEEDS RIGHT NOW.
[CROWD CHEERING]
[CHEERING AND LAUGHTER]
[CHEERING AND APPLAUSE]
[BUZZER BLARES]
[BLOWS WHISTLE]
I'M GONNA CARVE YOU!
I'M GONNA CUT OUT YOUR EYES
AND FEED 'EM TO YOUR BRATS!
OH, GREAT.
I THINK WE JUST WOKE HIM UP.
YEAH.
[ANNOUNCER]: THE AEROS ARE REALLY CONTROLLING
THIS THIRD PERIOD.
HE SCORES!
GORDIE HOWE, SPLITTING THE BEAM
TO FINISH A BEAUTIFUL, THREE-WAY PASSING PLAY,
AND THE AEROS ARE SENDING THE SERIES BACK TO HOUSTON.
THE AEROS HOLD A 3-2 LEAD OVER THE SAINTS,
WITH WHAT COULD BE THE DECIDING GAME TONIGHT.
HI.
CAN YOU FEEL IT, HOWESTON?
CAN YOU FEEL IT?
[CHEERING]
GO DEEP, MARTY!
WAY OUT, WAY OUT!
[CROWD CHEERING AND SCREAMING]
[ANNOUNCER]: MARK HOWE...
SCORES!
...MARK HOWE FROM GORDIE HOWE AND MARTY HOWE.
HOWE TO HOWE TO HOWE,
AND IT LOOKS LIKE HOUSTON'S GOING TO THE CHAMPIONSHIP.
[TEAM CHEERING AND SHOUTING]
JUST FOUR MORE, YOU HEAR?
FOUR MORE!
[CHEERING IN TRIUMPH]
YEAH!
YOU BOYS HAVING FUN YET?
[LAUGHING AND CHEERING]
[CROWD SCREAMING AND CHEERING]
[SPORTSCASTER]: HOUSTON'S PARTYING EARLY TONIGHT
WITH THE AEROS HOLDING A 3-0 LEAD OVER CHICAGO
IN THE CHAMPIONSHIP SERIES.
DARE WE USE THE WORD "SWEEP?"
[COMMENTATOR]: WELL, THE FANS ARE,
AND THEY JUST MIGHT BE RIGHT.
[SPORTSCASTER]: WHAT DO YOU HEAR
ABOUT A MERGER WITH THE NHL?
THERE WERE A LOT OF RUMORS AROUND IT EARLIER IN THE YEAR.
[COMMENTATOR]: I THINK THE OLD-GUARD OWNERS NIXED IT.
NOT THAT THE FANS AT THE SAM HOUSTON
GIVE A HOOT.
THIS CITY HAS TAKEN THE GAME, THE TEAM,
AND THE HOWE FAMILY TO HEART.
HEY, FELLAS?
UM...
NOW, YOU KNOW I DON'T LIKE TO MAKE
DRESSING ROOM SPEECHES,
MOSTLY 'CAUSE I'M PRETTY BAD AT THEM.
THERE'S A FEW WORDS I'D LIKE TO SAY TO ALL OF YOU.
UM, WHEN I WAS EIGHT YEARS OLD, GROWING UP IN SASKATCHEWAN,
I HAD A SCHOOLTEACHER,
THE VERY FIRST HOCKEY COACH I EVER HAD.
HER NAME WAS MRS. CRAWFORD.
WAS SHE HOT?
[CACKLES]
UH, I WOULD SAY NOT, SMOKEY,
BUT, UH, BUT SHE WAS REAL GOOD TO ME,
AND SHE TAUGHT ME THE VERY FIRST RULE OF HOCKEY.
SHE SAID, UH, "GORDIE,
IF YOU'RE NOT GONNA HAVE A GOOD TIME OUT THERE,
THERE'S NO POINT IN PLAYING THE HOCKEY."
A GOOD TIME.
I HAD A REAL GOOD TIME
PLAYING HOCKEY WITH YOU FELLAS THIS YEAR.
THIS HAS BEEN THE MOST FUN I'VE EVER HAD PLAYING THE GAME.
SO I WANT TO THANK YOU ALL.
THIS YEAR WAS SPECIAL.
NOW, TO MAKE SURE I DON'T HAVE TO DO THIS AGAIN,
LET'S GO WIN A CUP.
[TEAM CHEERING IN EXCITEMENT]
HERE WE GO, GUYS!
[CHEERING AND SHOUTING ENCOURAGEMENTS]
[ANNOUNCER]: IT'S A SWEEP.
THE FANS ARE COUNTING DOWN THE FINAL FEW SECONDS.
[FANS]: FIVE, FOUR, THREE...
[ANNOUNCER]: HOUSTON HAS WON THE WHA CHAMPIONSHIP!
[CHEERING IN TRIUMPH]
[CROWD CHEERING AND SCREAMING]
BOYS...
UNREAL.
YOU TIRED?
I WOULDN'T TRADE THIS FOR ANYTHING.
I'M GONNA MISS
HAVING YOU AROUND NEXT YEAR, OLD MAN.
WHY? ARE YOU PLANNING ON RETIRING SOON? HUH?
I'M GONNA GO SKATE WITH THE BOYS.
ALL RIGHT.
GO KISS YOUR MOM.
THANK YOU.
FOR THIS.
MY PLEASURE.
YOU'RE MY BEST TEAMMATE EVER, YOU KNOW THAT?
I'VE HEARD YOU SAY THAT BEFORE.
WELL, I MEANT IT THEN,
AND I MEAN IT EVEN MORE NOW.
I'M GONNA START CALLING YOU "MRS. HOCKEY."
[CHUCKLES]
GO ON. GO SKATE.
HEY, GORDIE, COME ON!
[CHEERING]
[CROWD CHEERING AND SCREAMING]
[♪♪]
[REPORTERS CLAMOR] MR. NORRIS, MR. NORRIS!
CAN WE GET A COMMENT
ON GORDIE HOWE WINNING THE WHA CHAMPIONSHIP?
NO.
WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT HIM WINNING THE MVP AWARD
AND HIS SON, MARK,
WINNING ROOKIE OF THE YEAR?
IT'S A BUSH LEAGUE.
WHY WOULD I DIGNIFY IT WITH A COMMENT?
WELL, HE DID PLAY HERE FOR 25 YEARS,
SO IS THERE ANY TRUTH
TO THE TALK OF A MERGER WITH THE WHA?
NEVER.
NEVER GOING TO HAPPEN.
YOU THINK I'D LET THOSE BUMS IN MY BARN?
[CLICKS OFF TAPE RECORDER]
[ANNOUNCER]: WELCOME TO THE 1980 ALL-STAR GAME,
COMING TO YOU
FROM THE BEAUTIFUL NEW JOE LOUIS ARENA
IN DOWNTOWN DETROIT.
[CHEERING AND APPLAUSE]
AND NUMBER 99, CENTER WAYNE GRETZKY.
THIS IS THE FIRST ALL-STAR GAME
SINCE THE MERGER WITH THE FORMER WHA CLUBS.
IT'S NICE TO SEE THE JOE LOUIS CROWD
GIVING THE YOUNG OILERS STAR, GRETZKY, SUCH A WARM WELCOME.
[COMMENTATOR]: IT IS,
BUT I THINK THERE'S A BIGGER APPLAUSE TO COME.
[ANNOUNCER]: DEFENCEMAN, NUMBER 28, REED LARSON.
AND FROM THE HARTFORD WHALERS,
REPRESENTING ALL OF HOCKEY WITH GREAT DISTINCTION
FOR FIVE DECADES,
NUMBER 9!
[APPLAUSE AND CHEERING]
[CROWD CHANTING] GORDIE! GORDIE! GORDIE!
[CHANTING AND SCREAMING]
[ANNOUNCER]: GORDIE HOWE, AN NHL ALL-STAR AT AGE 52.
UNBELIEVABLE.
THIS CROWD JUST WON'T STOP!
[COMMENTATOR]: NO, AND I DON'T THINK THEY EVER WILL.
I THINK MR. HOCKEY JUST CAME HOME FOR GOOD.
[♪♪]
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