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: pretty much every team but the Avs can tongue my rectum
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 […]
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 […]