Hockey Fights Cancer…
…And I fight carpal tunnel syndrome.
Hoo boy. First, the back story.
Hockey Fights Cancer. It’s a good cause, you see. Unfortunately, when they started collecting donations in October (during Breast Cancer Awareness Month — again, I SEE WHAT YOU DID THERE, NHL) I was poor. Flat broke. Didn’t have a penny to my name. Other overused clichés for “no money in my bank account.” But I’m usually the first one that donates to a good cause when I come across one. You can see my dilemma.
On Twitter, I noticed other people were using raffles, silly bets, pathetic appeals for followers in exchange for donations that then never get donated — but who’d do a horrible thing like that?
I jumped in on this after two hours’ sleep and ten minutes’ consideration. If I couldn’t donate personally, maybe I could bribe other people to donate with stupid hockey sketches. So I posted the appeal — if a person donated at least $10 to Hockey Fights Cancer, I’d draw them a dumbass sketch of a player of their choice. Pretty simple, right? I thought I might get a few people to donate.
This probably ranks in the top ten of craziest/dumbest things I’ve ever attempted. Because now I have a backlog of FORTY SKETCHES.
But, hey, I helped raise over $450 for Hockey Fights Cancer by my estimates, and it’s for a good cause. And that’s what I’ll keep telling myself that until my hand falls off at the wrist.
Anyway, here’s the first picture from this insanity — a sketch of Zach Parise for @streamertyer.
Meh. YOUR FACE IS BORINGLY PRETTY, PARISE. Even his dimple is perfectly placed. UGH. WHY.
I promised myself that I would finish these sketches by the end of the season. So I will post them here as they get done so someone can hold me accountable for this.
