In April 2013, Ottawa Magazine honoured the captain with the “Alfie Pack,” deconstructing the Senators’ icon with 11 essays on No. 11. By July, he was a Detroit Red Wing.
On December 1, Alfie and the Red Wings visit The Canadian Tire Centre for the first time since the deal was done. In the lead-up to the big event, Ottawa Magazine revisits our 11 essays — one essay per day for 11 days. (Want a copy? Back issues for sale here.)
Turning It up to 11: Alfie as Celebrity Dad
By Roger Collier
My daughter’s class mates don’t gawk at me when I visit their classroom. They don’t call me by a cool nickname. They don’t say things like “Sweet job on that magazine article about new harm-reduction policies for drug addiction.” They don’t ask for my autograph. Oh, well, we can’t all be Daniel Alfredsson.
When my daughter, Ella, entered junior kindergarten six years ago, it was an exciting time for my wife and me. Ella is our first child. Watching her climb the stairs of the big yellow school bus with her Dora the Explorer backpack for the first time is something I’ll never forget. Naturally, Ella was excited too.
Over dinner, she would tell us about her teacher and her new friends. There was a Kyra and an Alisha. There was a Ben and an Owen. And there was a kid with a name I thought was pretty interesting: Hugo. His last name was no less interesting: Alfredsson. Could it be? Nah.
Surely a son of Ottawa’s most famous and beloved professional athlete wouldn’t attend a public school in Kanata. He would be enrolled in a fancy private school with tuition more expensive than my mortgage.