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ST. JOHNS, N.L. -- The sound of the final buzzer going off on Saturday night was music to St. Johns IceCaps goalie Michael Hutchinsons ears. Hutchinson earned a 42-save shutout to lead his team over the Binghamton Senators 1-0 in American Hockey League action. "I was pretty excited when the final buzzer went," Hutchinson said. "I didnt even realize when it first went off, I was getting ready for the guy who was about to take a shot. "After that, everything hits you and you start reflecting and enjoying it once you get in the locker room." IceCaps head coach Keith McCambridge said the star of the game tonight was an expected one. "I thought our best player was obviously who everybody knows it was, its Hutchinson," McCambridge said. "It was all him. He bailed us out numerous times, and credit the guys who were blocking shots." The IceCaps were aware what they were up against playing the Senators, who lead the league in goals scored this year. "They are the number one ranked team offensively in the league, and they showed that tonight," McCambridge said. "We turned over too many pucks, to give them opportunities." Hutchinson says playing against a team with the offensive production of the Senators is a welcome challenge. "Its always really fun to play when we play against a team with as much offensive power as Binghamton has," Hutchinson said. "You know youre going to face shots and youre going to be relied on." Eric ODell scored for the IceCaps (34-19-4). Andrew Hammond made 24 saves for the Senators (33-19-4). St. Johns opened the scoring 11:41 into the game, as Kael Mouillierat found ODell headed to the net. ODell finished off a low one-time wrist shot. St. Johns was outshot 17-8 through the first period but held on to the lead due to strong play from Hutchinson. 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Mr. Pelech, my clever English teacher, noticed my t-shirt just minutes into the first class. It was a tattered, ink-drenched Grateful Dead concert tee. He remarked that "Grateful Dead" was an example of a contradiction. Contra what now? Coach tapped my shoulder and I hopped the boards. I proceeded to argue with a shellshocked Mr. Pelech for several minutes. My arguments were lithe, varied and completely illogical, but I had been trained to stand my ground no matter how ridiculous my position. Eventually, a hapless Mr. Pelech scanned the class and sputtered, "Just who is this guy?" Each one of my classmates shook their heads sheepishly as if to say uh, dont look at me. Mark made. Within two weeks I owned that school. They didnt realize the repressed explosiveness that ten years of private school Yiddish lessons would unleash. It is in this brazen spirit I introduce myself to you now, Dear Reader, as your new weekly columnist for Bardown. Why was I chosen as The One to guide you through the international sports landscape, particularly with so many scribes vying for your sports-saturated eyeballs? Commence the elucidation (AKA bring da noize): Basketball. This is my wheelhouse. I know all the lyrics to Kurtis Blows Basketball and I have for decades. I own a Sweet Georgia Brown-humming Harlem Globetrotters pinball machine from 1979. I still play pickup every week at a local high school against stiff competition in their very extremely late twenties. Also, I was an associate producer for the Toronto Towers of the NBA for nearly 500 games, post-games, pre-games and exactly five playoff games. Ooh, another thing, I call the Toronto Raptors the Toronto Towers because I have some self-respect. Baseball. I spent five teenage summers selling peanuts outside the Dome under the alias Mike Simmons. Despite a promising career as a sidearm Eephus pitch-throwing specialist, the leagues advanced scouts were never able to unravel the mysteries of my potential, because apparently throwing over the plate was a "prerequisite for success". Racists. I submit that using the All Star Game to decide home field advantage in the World Series is akin to the winner of the submission portion of Americas Funniest Home Videos determining the nominees for The Oscars Best Picture award. Also, you can thank me for getting the old Blue Jays logo back, as days after writing this piiece, the marketing director for the Jays was following me on Twitter, and months later a new logo was born.dddddddddddd Also, my therapist says I have something called a narcissistic personality disorder. Football. In 1998, I moved to Los Angeles to pursue the dream of being rich and famous which is why you know me so well today. 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I will happily cover all the secondary sports every time a participant either murders someone, is attacked by a spouse using the tools of their own sport, has sex on camera on TMZ, or breaks an important racial, cultural or gender barrier while also keeping our interest for more than eight minutes. Thats my pledge. Am I the precisely correct author to bring you whimsical, satirical, deadly accurate analysis of the sports that matter to you? Absolutely. And can I say that with total sincerity because part of my contract stipulates I have no editor? Two for two. Have I earned your attention to read my column next week? Lets put it this way. My topic will be 23 Ways to Make Over 7K a Week Working Part Time From Your Couch. My third column will be Bardown Seeks New Columnist, No Experience Required. 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