John Garrett

Thanks, Kyle.

Cheech brought brilliance, warmth, and joy to the game we all love.

And whether it was stopping pucks for the Canucks or painting vivid pictures from the broadcast booth alongside John and Murph, he had a rare gift.

He made hockey feel alive.

personal and fun, even on the toughest nights of Canucks hockey.

But what truly set Cheech apart was his kindness.

He was a delightful human being, generous of spirit, quick with a laugh, humble in victory, gracious always.

Collies called him one of the best of us and someone who treated everyone with the same respect and warmth, whether it was a fellow broadcaster, a player or a fan.

His authenticity, his humor and his genuine love for the game and for people shone through every interaction.

Cheech touched countless lives.

And for generations of Canucks fans, he was comforting.

He was a familiar voice that turned hockey nights into cherished memories.

He endeared himself not to just Vancouver, but to hockey fans across the country with his insight, storytelling, and his unmistakable love for ketchup.

Young fans grew up wanting to be like him, and lifelong supporters felt like they knew him personally.

He brought light, connection, and joy to so many people, leaving an imprint

far greater than any highlight reel could ever capture.

And though his voice is now silent, the kindness he shared and the memories he created will echo for years to come.

Cheech was more than a legend in the booth.

He was a good man who made the world around him a little brighter.

God bless him and his family and his friends.