WalshHall71

My first post on SiouxSports after following my friend sprig for years. His family and friends greatly appreciate your kind words and condolences. He was a wealth of knowledge of Sioux hockey and a true fan in the best sense of the word. My first hockey game experience was with him in the old barn in 1971 and have never looked back. Watching Rube Bjorkman walk on the dasher in front of the Sioux bench in the brand new Winter Sports Center in our treasured seats above one of the exits (the better to hide our drinks). The list is endless. Several years ago at a game with the four of us old friends, he retrieved a puck that came over the Engelstad boards and gave it to a little girl behind us. After the game at the Speedway, a woman came up to him and identified him as the guy who gave the puck to the little girl who was in her family and had suffered a tragic family event, and how much that puck had meant to her. That was Tim. ‘A sprig is not just any duck but a northern pintail, a beautiful bird. A fitting avatar for a beautiful human being. I am a better man for knowing him. yzerman says it well.