Howie Morenz (September 21, 1902 – March 8, 1937) was a Canadian
professional ice hockey player. Before joining the National Hockey
League (NHL), Morenz excelled in the junior Ontario Hockey Association.
He played 14 seasons in the NHL and set several scoring records as a
centre for three teams: the Montreal Canadiens (in two stints), the
Chicago Black Hawks, and the New York Rangers. The Canadiens won the
Stanley Cup three times when he played for them. For seven straight
seasons, Morenz led the team in goals scored and points. He was named
the league’s most valuable player three times, and made the NHL All-Star
Team three times. He died from complications of a broken leg, an injury
he suffered in a game. After his death, the Canadiens retired his jersey
number, the first time the team had done so for any player. When the
Hockey Hall of Fame opened in 1945, Morenz was one of the original
nine inductees. In 1950, the Canadian Press named him the best ice
hockey player of the first half of the 20th century.
Today’s selected anniversaries:
Combined English and Irish forces seized Norse-Gaelic Dublin,
forcing Ascall mac Ragnaill, King of Dublin, into exile.
Second Opium War: Anglo-French forces earned a decisive victory
against Qing dynasty troops in the Battle of Palikao, allowing them to
Romanian Prime Minister Armand Călinescu was assassinated in
Bucharest by pro-Nazi members of the Iron Guard.
North Korean No Kum-sok defected with his MiG-15, inadvertently
making Operation Moolah, an American effort to bribe communist pilots, a
The Defense of Marriage Act was passed by the United States
Congress prohibiting federal recognition of same-sex marriage, while
allowing states to adopt any marital definition of their choosing.
Wiktionary’s word of the day:
(informal, fiction) Any hypothetical but unobtainable material with
desirable engineering properties.
Wikiquote quote of the day:
I’m rightly tired of the pain I hear and feel, boss. I’m tired of
bein on the road, lonely as a robin in the rain. Not never havin no
buddy to go on with or tell me where we’s comin from or goin’ to or why.
I’m tired of people bein ugly to each other. It feels like pieces of
glass in my head. I’m tired of all the times I’ve wanted to help and
couldn’t. I’m tired of bein in the dark. Mostly it’s the pain. There’s
too much. If I could end it, I would. But I cain’t.
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