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Eric Lindros memory We asked for your comments on Eric Lindros' imminent departure, with two questions: 1) What's the single greatest memory you'll have of his eight-season career with the Flyers? and 2) Given that his stay in Philadelphia could be compared to a long soap opera, what would you title this long-running show? *appearing on the Philadelphia Daily News website Monday, August 20 1) My greatest Eric Lindros memory was not on the ice, but in the seats, during i believe his third year. Anyways, I was attending a preseason game between the Caps and Flyers at the old Cap Center. It was a great opportunity to see my favorite players for a cheaper price. But downtrodden i was to see my favorite, Eric Lindros, not in the lineup. It was a normal decision to sit the stars sometimes but I so wish I could've seen his work his burly magic. Anyways, as the third period was winding down, i went to the seats by the players entrance to try and get a high five or signing from the Flyers players as they left the ice. As i was sitting there with my friend, a woman asked us if we knew the Flyers players that were scratched were sitting in the upper seats watching the game. Immediately my heart jumped thinking that the Big E would be there too. We raced to the section where they were and sure enough, there was Mikael Reneberg, Chris Therien, and Eric Lindros sitting there. One or two people walked up to them for an autograph, but I dared not interrupt them during the game. I sat a row and a few seats to the side in awe of my hero just sitting and breathing. They game was winding down and Eric and the other guys began to get up and leave. As he was walking out the row, I approached the 6'4" man with a simple request to sign my hat, in the most humble voice possible. His reply was, "Sure, got a pen?" My heart instantly dropped many fathoms at that second, for I did not have a pen. He apologized for there was nothing he could do, but move on. I sat there in the opposite awe I felt a few minutes before, but hope came again. Another man asked for an autograph also a few steps down, and I seized the moment, borrowing his pen to ask my hero for another chance. Eric did not have to reply, he already offered his good deed for the day as a role model. But with the humble servatude of a true leader, he gave me another chance and fulfilled the little dream I had. I have a Philadelphia Flyers hat now with a faded Eric Lindros signature. I look at it as a rememberance of the person that Eric was, is, and will continue to be. Cups, signatures, awards and trophies will all fade away, but the humility and service that Eric showed to me will last till I die. I know this won't be printed because of length, but I just wanted someone else to realize there are more important things than those that fade away to dust. 2) A title of the long running soap opera i think should be, "Never Found Glory." Keith Wojciech, Vienna, Va. |
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