Tucker deal a coup for Ferguson

For the sake of his team, this afternoon John Ferguson had better not make like a kid with his entire allowance in his pocket five minutes from closing time at the candy store.

Your agent once had 40 cents burning a hole in his pocket when potato chips cost a nickel a bag and you also got a plastic coin with a National Hockey League player's picture on it.

In our neck of the woods, Ken Schinkel's coin was the top prize because he was the hometown hero and the father of a classmate. The trouble was, he was also a fringe player for the New York Rangers and as likely to turn up in a bag of chips (Shirriff, if I remember correctly) as the elusive Bobby Hull.

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