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North Branch 48, Hermantown 44
Cloquet 47, Duluth East 22
Esko 27, Mora 14
Pequot Lakes 35, Two Harbors 14
They say Herb Brooks was a visionary. Fine. But every visionary needs a translator, and that was John. Herb trusted him enough to actually talk — which, if you knew Herb, tells you everything.
Sophomore forward Jayson Shaugabay scored twice and added an assist as Minnesota Duluth powered past Bemidji State 5-1 on Saturday night at Amsoil Arena to complete a nonconference sweep. After a scoreless opening period, the Bulldogs broke through midway through the second on a power-play goal from Shaugabay, who buried
Minnesota Duluth turned an early two-goal deficit into a rout Friday night, exploding for seven unanswered goals to roll past Bemidji State 7-3 in a nonconference men’s college hockey game in Bemidji. The Beavers jumped out fast when Noah Quinn and Vincent Labelle scored less than five minutes apart,
From Brett Hull’s cannon to Bill Watson’s Hobey, from Hunter Shepard’s iron-man streak to Mark Pavelich’s Miracle, these 20 players are the spine of a program that turned a scrappy hilltop school into a national power.
The truth is, rural health care isn’t dying—it’s evolving into something the rest of us can barely afford to witness. The doctors are trying, the nurses are saints, but the paperwork alone could clog an artery. Somewhere along the line, healing became a subscription service.
They say Herb Brooks was a visionary. Fine. But every visionary needs a translator, and that was John. Herb trusted him enough to actually talk — which, if you knew Herb, tells you everything.
You can’t police despair. You can shuffle people from doorway to doorway, but that’s optics, not safety. The folks drifting between shelters and liquor stores aren’t statistics.
It’s civic theater, and everyone knows their lines. The officials announce. The media nod. The television anchors beam. The advertisers clap. And the citizens — the actual audience — sit at home wondering if they’ve accidentally tuned into satire.
