I confess I didn’t do the math myself. I’d been wondering whose idea of good idea it’d been to go into the NHL’s wickedest conference with the goaltending tandem of Andrew Raycroft and Peter Budaj. (I also have some issues with building around guys who the Leafs don’t want.) But it took […]
Category Archives: closely reasoned analysis
if you really need them…
I would respectfully like to dedicate this post to Sami Kapanen, who on the ice never tried less than his hardest, and in NHL2k3 was one hell of a player.
Since moving to California, I’ve had to enact and endure some changes. One such change is that I’m now involved in television production. One […]
titles go here: a rope of sand
on & on south of heaven…
OR
as the world spins in darkness, Kris Draper imagineers the downfall of all mankind…
AKA
another theory (and another season) shot to shit:
the Stanley Cup Finals are decadent and depraved…in all the wrong ways
Harlan Ellison paraphrases Mark Twain such that ‘if you believe human existence is any kind of direct manifestation of […]
it’s all just a vain parade
Well, that’s just fucking great. The Avs rehire Granato, which might not seem like a catastrophe…it might not seem like a big deal at all. But it’s a telling sign of where exactly the Avs think they are, and how they think they should act. From my vantage point in the East […]
Overlord, Underdog
I’m getting sick of hearing about the Penguins-Capitals/Crosby-Ovechkin rivalry. Well, it’s not that I’m sick of hearing about it, it’s that I’m sick of the two separate, yet related, rivalries being treated as the same thing. Back in 2005, I declared what I thought to be the obvious:”Crosby is overrated. Ovechkin, that’s the guy.” Now, […]
2 Minutes for Chirping
or… Why Can’t Johnny Get a Day-Job: The Final Solution to the Colorful Language Problem
Reading JC’s last post, almost makes my blood boil. Almost—because, well, I value my linguistic freedom, and lets just say I that I’m not looking forward to the day when our “fairly” elected representatives trade their junkets for jackboots and stomp […]
Downie’s Syndrome
20 fucking games? Are you fucking kidding me? Downie’s hit on McAmmond was egregious, to be sure - at best it’s the work of an over-eager kid thinking he’s still trying to impress Bobby Clarke, at worst a pre-meditated attempt to injure (which I highly doubt) - but a 20 game suspension? That’s more actual […]
Out of My Fivehole. Vol. I
With the 2007-08 Hockey season barreling down on us from the opposite blueline like Steve Downie screaming for vengance after being spanked like the uncouth cementhead that he is, the time has come to speak of the one thing that sends every true hockey fan into fits of snarling hatred.
Rule changes.
If my parents […]
a view before
Any reputable hockey blog will do a season preview. But so will we. And by “we”, I mean “me, after many beers and a short night paying money to look at naked women”. By hell, the time I spend on the ‘nets, plus the dough I drop on preview magazines, I swear […]