After the last drawn out note, the fiddler lowers her battered old instrument and sighs. Then, shaking herself, she says, what is about these warm climate hockey teams that I can't take seriously? Hockey in Texas and California?? I know the Bruins suck wind, but at least it's cold in Boston and there's real ice on things. Oh well, how about a nice Planxty to soothe the soul. I'll leave hockey to the folks who actually can see the puck.