The "M" In Maniwaki

So it's a typical scene here at HQ. Coffee. Dog. Couch. Sporting event on the tube, in this case a compelling World Cup tilt with Greece somehow holding off Argentina at the half. Soon, the shack.

However with this post, we now enter new territory as the Maniwaki odometer hits quadruple digits. That's right. A thousand posts strong.

Yup.

So in this millenium entry, I want to thank everyone that's ever taken the time to stop on the busy, super e-highway to check out what we're doing, even if only for a few seconds. And even if they hated what they were reading and then continued onto Perez Hilton or whatever.

I want to sincerely thank the Maniwaki faithful. You know who you are. The fact that you read these e-pages regularly or semi-regularly gives us all the motivation in the world to keep analyzing, dissecting and flinging the sporting spectacle back out as we see it.

If we're as accurate as a Sid snap shot, or as off base as a Stottlemyre slide. If we're as sober and serious as Larry Bird, or as drunk as Dennis Eckersley on the hill, the fact that we know that someone is reading really puts the meaning in the Maniwaki "M" collegiate lettering.

To all of you who have taken the time to write in and/or contribute these e-pages, thank you for coming off the bench streaking down the ice, splitting the D, and sniping one in for the squad. The Maniwaki expanded roster wouldn't be the same without you.

And so, to reiterate the mandate what we illustrated in our opener, we will continue posting IT as we see IT. Most likely at more frequent intervals than not. Because we're still having a blast doing it.

Ahoy.

- The Skip And I