Ode To Peter Zezel

You know how it usually works around here, a big story breaks and I spend some time reading everything and breaking it down for you so you don’t have to. Well, with respect to the passing of Peter Zezel, I have a small piece of good news. Everything that I have read so far is okay. They are kinds words and pretty much say the same thing. As of the time I am writing this, there is only one story worth reading, and it’s by Kevin Allen. It’s a perfect tribute, and it is all you need to read on Peter Zezel:

Peter Zezel was a noteworthy NHL player, but what I remember most about him was how the teenage girls would wait outside the Spectrum to swoon when he left the building.
In the mid-1980s, he was an NHL hearthrob.
Maybe, the Zezel following never reached Paul McCartney intensity. but it was significant by NHL standards.
Probably, it bolstered his popularity among young ladies that he had a small part in the movie Youngblood, starring Rob Lowe.
When Zezel died Tuesday at 44 from a rare blood disorder, one of my first thoughts was that he died way too young for a man who always seemed to enjoy life.
With his mullet hairstyle and colorful style, Zezel was a favorite of the younger Philadelphia fans. He scored 33 goals one season, but he really wasn’t a big scorer. But he was a big personality. I always liked talking to him because interviews never seemed forced. He always had something interesting to say.
My impression of Zezel was that he loved playing hockey, and he loved everything about being an NHL player. He loved being at the rink. He loved being a fan favorite. He loved the mundane aspects of the game, such as winning faceoffs and playing well defensively. That’s probably what he was most known for as his career progressed.
He played in 15 NHL seasons for eight different teams. Even after he retired, he played senior league hockey for three seasons. He always seemed to love his sport. He was an accomplished soccer player as well as a hockey player, and he started his own camps for those sports in the late 1990s.
Even in death, Zezel went the extra mile, donating his organs to the Trillium Gift of Life Network.
What can be said about Zezel’s shortened life is that he never wasted the gifts that he had received. We all probably could benefit from that line of thinking.

Well said Kevin, and here is hoping that Zezel’s loved ones remember only the good times.


Kevin Allen is here

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