So, the Mrs. rocked thanksgiving. I accomplished the elusive six pound day – by “six pound day”, I mean that from breakfast to bedtime (according to our fancy new scale), I stuffed six solid pounds of delicious animal flesh and casseroles into my being. Puke.
Since I’m already a Canadian cliche (career based on hockey), and spent yesterday being the American cliche (football, beer, general gluttony), today I thought I’d be a media cliche – here’s a list of (hockey writing-related) things I’m thankful for:
Patrick Kane reeeeaally wanting his change.
That was a fun story for everyone.
You know those high-school movies, where they really exagerate the roles? Nerd, jock, hot/mean-girls etc? Doesn’t Patrick Kane remind you of one of the mean girls that makes everyone else feel bad? I really get the vibe that he makes little sounds and gestures that make people feel bad without him ever using words. Like “pssshh” or “cch” or just a f**king smirk. Smug little bastard.
High Definition TV
Periodically, games on the Center Ice package aren’t in high-def, but I feel the need to check them out anyway. It makes my eyes bleed. Thank you, advancing technology.
Recently discovering how ugly Pascal Leclaire is
I’m really excited to have a new punchline. I’ve been beating up the WNBA now for about ten months now, but really, he looks worse than they play. Okay, that’s not fair to the WNBA. He looks as bad as they play. ….And they play BAD.
That one is serious – it’s tough to read most hockey forums without trying to find a way to digitally punch someone. Most people keep it pretty smart down there, have some great insights, and are consistently more funny than me. We’re like a little family over here – don’t be afraid to chime in.
On that topic, I have the power to completely edit anyone’s comment. It’s hilariously unfair. I’m dying for somebody to write something overtly ridiculous and hateful so I can edit their entire comment to say how awesome I am and how much they enjoy my awesomeness and they look forward to reading more awesomeocity from me. That’ll be awesome.
God, it was agony watching an Andy Hilbert - AnyoneElse two-on-one last year. One of those “I’m an Islander fan” years, where I’d be watching Columbus/Atlanta on another channel while their game would be on. Thanks for finishing 30th last year, boys, you’ve made this year infinitely better.
My mom’s brother (and thus, my Uncle), was a sportswriter/editor for the Star Phoenix, the major Saskatoon newspaper for years. I’m saving the whole explanation of what he’s done for me for another day, just know this – he edits every column I write, he works with media for a living (so his advice is money), and he makes sure I don’t do stuff like write about how disappointed I am in John Buccigross for not plugging a link to my blog anywhere in exchange for passing on the Brendan Burke story like he said he would. See, if he edited my blog, that sentence wouldn’t be there.
NHL on the fly
Living in the US, it’s the life-blood of the hockey fan. Now, if we could just get Kevin Weeks/Gary Green/Dennis Potvin/Dave Reid to un-suck, the show would be killer. I KEEP MY RATES LOW, JUST READ THE RIGHT SIDEBAR.
Anytime one player is that much better than the best players in a league, it’s confusing to watch. Is Crosby’s shot soft? Is Malkin slow? Why is Datsyuk so lazy? This guy throws the scale all off.
Thought I’d clarify the gay thing. Big fan of boobs over here.
Forgot to put this up before: The Toronto Sun issues a “clarification” here. ….Thanks guys. The apology for misrepresenting who I am made it into a phone call as well.