There was a fella named, "The Baron". He was a rabid hockey fan; Year after year, a season ticket holder to the Glens Falls Red Wings. All winter, up and down the I-87, night after night.
I was sitting next to him, fairly early in my own hockey fandom and there is a goal blasted in, at which time The Baron says, "Ooo baby, in there like a can of corn." I couldn't guess what that meant. (I wasn't sure about the difference between boarding and charging. I'm still not.)
It seems you baseball fans will know that a can of corn is an easily caught fly ball. In the old days, a grocery clerk would use a hooked stick to pull a can off a high shelf to give to a customer; Catching it wasn't that tough. I wonder what they'd call it if the clerk beat you with that stick for being rude.
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