Hi everyone! Did you ever have one of those days where you felt the whole world was conspiring against you? My last 24 hours have been just that, and I ain’t talking about no election fraud either. You see, today is November 13, and I’ve had this day circled on my calendar for about six weeks now, because it is the day the new AC/DC album, PWR/UP has been released. I don’t know if I’ve ever told you this before, but I am a HUGE AC/DC fan. Have been since the early 1990s when everyone in my eighth grade class was listening to “Thunderstruck”. Unfortunately, AC/DC has not been the most prolific band since then, only releasing a new album every five or six years, sometimes more, but every time they do, I go absolutely ape$h!t. I stop whatever I’m doing, I head on over to whatever place sells CDs and I pick up a copy without even looking at the price. I crank it up in the car, and then I crank it up at home, and I have my AC/DC Rock ‘n’ Roll Fun Time. It’s a special moment for me as it only happens about once a decade. The last time I was able to enjoy this moment, we never actually thought a cranky, billionaire sore loser lunatic would ever live in a White House completely surrounded by disease and conspiracy except perhaps in a movie. That was 2014, and oh those were good times, weren’t they?

This time though, I’ve found the world conspiring against me from heading on over to the local CD place. For one thing, I was planning on having a relaxing afternoon working on a few small administrative tasks, and when my wife was heading out to pick up our son from work, I was going to make the basement foundation crumble with some AC/DC magic. Then my son got a cough, and that meant a COVID test. Which meant no going to school until he got a negative result. Which meant none of us were leaving the house until he got a negative result. Which meant no new AC/DC album. Boo-urns! I also got tasked with doing some training with new employees at work, so goodbye AC/DC Rock ‘n’ Roll Fun Time… NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!

Thankfully, my son’s result came back negative, which was expected since one of his friends had had a cold a few days ago and tested negative too. We got the COVID test result at 3:35pm, exactly eight minutes after I finished my training session, so off I went to the CD store like an excited school girl heading to a Shawn Mendes concert. I finally have my CD, and now that the kids have gone to bed, it’s time to rock out, and I am so looking forward to this. I’ve got my beer, and I’ve got my headphones, and I’m totally psyched. So as I’m listening to my beloved Aussies, I will update this site, as is customary every Friday evening.

First, we’ve got a nice, long article from the November 27, 1975 San Francisco Examiner about a young lad who showed a bit of promise in the early weeks of that season. I’m talking of course about one Dennis Maruk, and this article from Wells Twombly is a great feature on the budding superstar.

In the Overexposed wing, we are featuring NHL legend Denis Savard, who is just trying to get himself dressed and out the door after a tough game. Or maybe he just likes walking around with his shirt off and pretending he doesn’t like it, what do I know. In either case, if you want to see Denis looking all flustered and annoyed, you can head on over to the Overexposed wing of the Hockey Hall of Shame.

So this has been one long entry! I’ll end it here by telling you once again to come back again next week, and until then, to stay gold!