Giving up lovin’ – easy to do
People so pityful
They never come through
Honey, honey, honey I ain’t that way
FACEOFF: 7pm Central
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GEORGIA SATELLITES APPRECIATION SOCIETY: On The Forecheck
Have to say I don’t remember the Hawks ever playing a Sunday game in Nashville. In fact, I don’t remember them every playing an away, Sunday evening game anywhere other than Vancouver, but you all can correct me on that. Seems like Sunday nights are a home tradition, but such is the schedule concoction this year.
Over the next couple days, you’ll hear the traditional, roll-out-the-cliche drivel that the last game of a road trip and the first game home after a road trip are so hard on teams. We heard it so much last year the talk may have actually caused the Hawks to mail in a couple of these, not the other way around.
It’s Friday, the Hawks haven’t lost (really) yet, and I’m sure we’re all feeling pretty good. With not another game until Sunday, let’s take a break from hockey for a bit. This was something I started during the lockout, and after all, we left SB partly so we could try some shit and see if it works. Don’t know how regularly we’ll do this, but every so often one of us will break in with a band or album we’re listening to, and you guys can use the comments to do the same. After all, we’ve always been about more than hockey, right? Well, probably not more than hockey, beer, and music. But it’s something!
(full recognition here that my musical tastes do not stretch to either modern or underground, and you can make fun of me all you want in the comments for being square. I even have new glasses to back up that claim)
First rule of publicity according to McDonough, give the people what they want.
It’s been a while since it felt like the Hawks were playing a regular season game that was central to the hockey world. Saw a bunch of tweets and columns today from non-Sharks or Hawks affiliated people today. I don’t think anyone would say they were disappointed in the entertainment provided.
There really is no such thing as a “statement game.” It’s fun to think there is, and it feels better when you win one to think there is, but it’s kind of a myth. Who knows how we’ll regard this result in a month or two. But other than getting a win in San Jose for the first time in three seasons, beating your closest competitor, and now guaranteeing the minimum amount of points we all agreed was necessary for a successful road trip, we learned a couple things. Possibly. Though I wonder if any of them will be the overriding theme.
Time again for our jog around the continent, and that other one across the pond….well, they’re all across some pond, but the one to the north and across that Atlantic where they speak 50 some languages and some have the same currency but some don’t and everyone dreams of chilling out in Ibiza or the Algarve.
Quiet weekend for Phillip Danault for Moncton. He had an assist in two games and was a -1.
In Victoriaville, Brandon Whitney had two wins. He stopped 22 of 23 in the first and 35 of 38 in the second.
You’re built like a car, you’ve got a hub cap diamond star halo
You’re built like a car, oh yeah
You’re an untamed youth that’s the truth with your cloak full of eagles
You’re dirty sweet and you’re my girl.
Well you’re slim and you’re weak
You’ve got the teeth of a hydra upon you
You’re dirty sweet and you’re my girl.
Well you’re dirty and sweet, clad in black
Don’t look back and I love you
You’re dirty and sweet, oh yeah



