Kieran: The Lord of Misrule

Every Gaudete Sunday, for as long as Seamus J. O"Sheehan could remember, his father would revive, on humble scale, a controversial Christmas tradition: The selection of the lord of misrule. Rather than being appointed by lot to reside over yuletide shenanigans that mocked the Church's hierarchy, however, Kieran would anoint himself to this household position as a means to coordinate ( albeit with a modicum of levity) a peaceful rejoicing in the season.
 

"Je suis le Prince de Sots," he would say and then light a rose-colored candle to signal his month-long reign over Christmastime protocol. Everything from the tree selection to the songs performed during the O'Sheehan St. Stephen's Day Procession to taking down the holly on Twelfth Night, this was Kieran's domain. Everything, that is, except what transpired in the O'Sheehan kitchen, for Gráinne was the queen of mince pies and soda bread.

Jocose and Joue un tour avec Benoit

Most hockey teams have a chief prankster—a jocose teammate who cuts a rookie's tie while sleeping on the bus or saws a stick blade of someone who's in a scoring slump—and Benoit fit that bill for the St. Andrews Beaverbrooks.