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06 August 2007

Vol. 10

At 7:05 p.m., Leon Stickle was sitting nervously in the officials' dressing room at the Spectrum. There was a knock at the door. Stickle opened the door a crack and peeked into the hallway.
He saw Rev. John Casey, the Flyers' team chaplain, standing there in his clerical collar, his hands folded solemnly in front of him. Stickle's knees almost buckled.
"Oh my God," the linesman thought. "They've sent a priest to walk me to the ice."

- One Last Read, The Collected Works of the World's Slowest Sportswriter; Ray Didinger.


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