I remember reading a feature on him in the eighties, and the article called
him the "funniest player in the NHL". And it gave one hilarious anecdote
after another.
Didn't he write an autobiography called Cementhead?
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>Can anybody help me out by remembering some old Oilers stories involving
>Dave Semenko?
>
>I remember reading a feature on him in the eighties, and the article called
>him the "funniest player in the NHL". And it gave one hilarious anecdote
>after another.
>
>Didn't he write an autobiography called Cementhead?
Yes, he wrote an autobiography (probably with a writer's assistance). No,
it was not called Cementhead. I think it was called "Looking Out For 99"
or something like that.
Andrew
Just a further note for anybody really interested in the book. It was
written by Larry Tucker and released in 1989 by Stoddart Publishing in
Toronto. It's full of funny stories like the time Slats asked him if had
kept up his jogging over the summer. He said no because the wind kept
blowing his cigarette out.
Liam Maguire
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A story paraphrased from Gretzky's book written with Rick Reilly:
Glen Sather had asked the players to follow a training regimen during
the offseason - running, weights, etc. Later in the summer, Semenko
calls up Slats and says, " I've been doing the situps and the weights,
but I can't continue with the running". Slats says to Dave "What's
wrong? Is it your back? Are your knees bothering you too much?" And
Dave replies, "No, the wind keeps putting out my cigarette!!"
Darcy Kinasewich
Oiler fan since '82
Here's one from "Champions" by Kevin Lowe (I'll just shorten it up a bit
by telling you that the team- 24 white guys and one negro Grant Fuhr- show up
at a McDonald's in the middle of an all-Negro neighborhood and every one of the employees
in the joint was black.
"Here we have 24 white guys-not counting Grant-wearing shoulder and shin
guards, covered by the Oilers uniform, standing at the counter, dripping with perspiration
and smelling from liniment. Semenk instantly sized up the situation, looked at the black help behind
the counter and slowly turned to our goalie. "Grant,"he said,"YOU better order
for us!"
Before Grant could utter a word, the girl behind the counter said with a real down-home Southern accent, "You guys
are real strange."
Semenk stepped forward and, with feigned hurt, replied, "And what's so strange about us?"
"The way you dress," she explained. "And the way you talk."
Semenk wasn't going to let a good routine go that easily so he turned to Wayne, whom he liked to
call "Weas," and went on, "Wayne, you get up here and talk a little "Weas" to this girl. Maybe she'll understand that."
By this time Slats was rolling on the floor with laughter and Semenk was urging me to talk French
to her to really confuse things.."
There's quite a bit more in the book on Semenko..