When a goalie dies ... call the Elvis Priest.
We all know what goes on in a funeral parlour. People talk in hushed tones. It's quiet. Sometimes you hear a person yell out. You can only imagine that the pain of their loss is intolerable. This type of noise seems out of place and disrespectful at first, but then you remember where you are. Friends see a notice in their newspaper or get a call from a friend. They arrive but aren't really invited. Everyone is polite, even courteous to each other. They take direction and line up to pay their respects without complaint. They wait their turn to talk to and share a moment with the key person. The key person is the person who's closest to the deceased - sometimes it's not the person who you'd expect it to be. Sometimes guests say the wrong thing to the key person. Their intentions are sincere. People often feel compelled to say something, but they frequently blurt out the wrong thing. I think it's where the term "foot-in-mouth" came from. G...