Happy 2019

In a good year, you might get the chance to do something new and maybe a little scary. In 2018, I got to do that twice – first with the book coming out, and then with my jump over to The Athletic. For extra fun, both happened at roughly the same time. Mix in the end of Biscuits and the arrival of Puck Soup, and it was… well, it was something.

It was an experience, one I'm still sorting my way through. But as with just about all of the other interesting things I've had a chance to do over the years, I'm very aware that I only had the opportunity because of people like you who read my stuff. Some of you found me recently. Others have been here since there were a few dozen of us making jokes about JFJ a decade ago. But you're the only reason I get to do any of this, and I'll always be grateful.

To those who've followed me behind the paywall (or were already there), a sincere thank you for making it possible for people like me to do this for a living. For those who are still on the fence, I'll work hard to win you over one day. If I lost you this year, here's holding out hope that our paths will cross again down the line.

But whichever group you're in, I want to wish you a very happy 2019. May you get the opportunity to do some interesting things. And may your hockey team win it all, or at least be worth making fun of when they lose.

Cheers,
Sean