I’m stealing this idea from my friend Chad Finn of The Boston Globe, a man who got his start in the newspaper business at one of the same ones I did, the Concord Monitor, in New Hampshire. From 1988-91, your humble correspondent here worked at the Monitor, mostly as the proofreader in what was called the pre-press department. Basically, I read the ads all day and made sure everything was spelled right and done to specifications. I earned $6 an hour, going all the way up the corporate ladder to $6.50 by the time I left.
Which mediocre/poor Avalanche player did you irrationally like?
