Everything Else

As we head off into the weekend here, and with nothing on or off the ice to discuss, I’m just going to spill out whatever is floating around this shaved dome of mine.

-I’d like to begin these proceedings by saying fuck Tiger Woods (sorry, George). Not because he’s a raging asshole who can’t stop sticking his piss pump wherever it will go. I don’t give a shit, and neither should you. Famous men will do that, especially famous athletes, and probably all of your favorites do. Don’t care that he was married, as I have pretty liberal views on the whole monogamy thing anyway (another talk for another time). Just don’t care, Jay Cutler (or Jake Utler).

Everything Else

Warning: this is going to be an attempt to get a little intellectual. It will probably fail terribly.

So most of you have probably seen Molly Brook’s hockey/sports cartoon, but if you haven’t, you can check it out here. Do so before reading the rest of it.

The relationship between sports and entertainment, or at times the lack thereof, is something I’ve tried to write about a lot in my editorials in The Indian. I never can get a handle on it perfectly, but I think Brooks gets some of the things right here. Though I don’t usually like the comparison of sports to work of fiction, such as books or movies or theater. It’s just not the same thing. But I don’t think she’s making a direct comparison.

Everything Else

Now that we’re into the dead period of the NHL’s offseason, I have a lot of time to get lost in my own head. And I’m wondering when the day will come when we’ll see the NHL’s PED crisis.

It’s funny, because the NHL and NBA are the two leagues that haven’t really suffered any sort of stain from the idea of athletes taking things (though I guess in the NBA a bong can’t be considered performance-enhancing). Because Bettman is Stern’s progeny, I suppose he has the same playbook on how to duck it. We don’t care about PEDs in football, but I’ve never really understood that debate, and here’s why.

Everything Else

Now that we’re into the dead period of the NHL’s offseason, I have a lot of time to get lost in my own head. And I’m wondering when the day will come when we’ll see the NHL’s PED crisis.

It’s funny, because the NHL and NBA are the two leagues that haven’t really suffered any sort of stain from the idea of athletes taking things (though I guess in the NBA a bong can’t be considered performance-enhancing). Because Bettman is Stern’s progeny, I suppose he has the same playbook on how to duck it. We don’t care about PEDs in football, but I’ve never really understood that debate, and here’s why.

Everything Else

As was posted in our Morning Links, and then got linked to by Puck Daddy, Kaner’s retrospective on CSN last night drew some attention for showing a little bit of an emotional side regarding the support of his family and teammates and organization after that….whathaveya last spring in Madison.

I think it’s a pretty safe assumption that we’ve written about Kaner more than any other player on this blog in the 5+ years we’ve been doing it (this does not include all the sonnets McClure writes about Sharp on his own and quite possibly in his sleep). Kaner’s never far from the forefront a story’s headline when he’s not actually it himself. On the ice and a lot of times off it, it seems you just can’t keep your eyes off of him.