Harvard is coming into the Thrilla in Nashvilla a little punch-drunk after consecutive knockdowns. I didn’t see the UNH game, but it should have been a sparring, tune-up session at worst, not another encounter with the mat. (While the box score shows that Bloomer will not be denied, the absence of Tresca is ominous.) We’re not looking good going into Grand Ole Opry land. But does it matter? The whole thing should be the kind of fun the players always say they just wanna have.

And, go BC! (We will see you down the road.)
I’m too sensible and too old to fly anywhere Thanksgiving week, but no doubt some foolish youngsters from the midwest (and maybe from the Heights) are making the trip, so please, KEEP US POSTED. I don’t see that there’s any coverage anywhere. And you guys will surely let us know what Harvard does and does not have
seven games into its season. (I italicize in order to tone down my own expectations as well as to qualify any damage the real heavyweights do.) I’m actually looking forward to having some seasoned WCHA eyes evaluate this team.
BTW, in a hopeful post last year about hockey gene pools I mentioned that then Crimson freshman Kyra Willoughby’s grandfather was the highest scorer on the 1968 Olympic team. Bluffrinkrat (I believe) replied that Taylor Williamson’s grandfather was the coach of that same team. Too bad these Olympic grandkids are missing out by one year on what would have been a notable collegiate face-off in Nashville.
Happy T-Day.