So, since today is Wayne Gretzky’s 52nd birthday, I thought I’d take a moment to recognize something that is often forgotten. Sure, he scored 894 goals and 2857 points. Sure, he once scored 50 goals in 39 games and ended up with 92 that year. Ok, so he won four Stanley Cups, a couple Canada Cups, and guided Team Canada to the Olympic gold medal in Salt Lake City in 2002. I get it. He was a pretty good player in a decent league.
I’m not here to talk about that shit. I’m here to talk about a haircut that I was always jealous of and just could not pull off, no matter how hard I tried. It was a haircut that transcended genres. It had enough mullet in it to party with the best of them, but enough business in it to be serious to the point that it could single-handedly make hockey grow in the US Sunbelt. It said “I’m from Brantford, and I respect the common man, but I’m also from Los Angeles, and I’m better than you.” It said “I’m too good for St. Louis, I’ll go to New York instead, bitches.”
The haircut was the Wayne Gretzky, and it’s in the Hall of Fame. Respect it.