Some things simply refuse to erode and diminish to the cruel ravages of time — or, at the very least, they decay at a slower rate, like a McDonald’s fry that has tumbled into sanctuary beneath a car seat, remaining alarmingly well-preserved until it is discovered many months later. Over the years, cinema has provided us with precious few manifestations of entertainment that are deserving of distinction of being timeless.
Recently, Tom Urtz Jr. and I re-watched the Mighty Ducks films for the Bantering the Blueshirts podcast. Getting through them was an absolute slog, but it provided us with something resembling hockey content during this strange time.