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I suppose a semi-letdown after the Stadium Series game should have been expected. I’m told that our favorite go-to terms “energy,” “intensity,” and “flat” were being thrown around the postgame show, which is what all the media run to when the Hawks lost a close game. Yeah, maybe the Hawks weren’t in the red but I don’t think they were totally listless either. In fact, I didn’t really have much of a problem with the effort or the way the Hawks played. They got Maple Leafs-ed tonight, as the Avs were ruthless on two big mistakes from the Hawks. One was Keith’s misplay of a pass, and then Oduya’s pretty stupid penalty. And of course, once again Semyon Varlamov is basically the difference.

Sure, when the Hawks are a combined 1- 3-3 against the Avs and Blues — with it looking pretty likely they’ll have to get through both in April — that doesn’t feel good. It can be a little scary, even. But I don’t know if it’s indicative of how things would go in the spring. In a twist, the Blues are 1-10 against the California teams and Vancouver where the Hawks are 6-0-3. Again, I don’t know that means anything.

It’s still early March, and the Hawks showed some signs of tightening up their game. It’s got to get better, but it probably will.

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Fuck me, I’m sinking deeper and deeper in doom. Fuck me, I’ve got a Raskolnikovian gloom. Six moves ahead and so fully consumed, I am what I am and I do what I do. Now the Cerberean dogs are slathering, I can feel my stories all unraveling. Bigger Thomas at the heart of a citywide scavenging. It’s closing in around me, I can’t believe they found me.

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Fuck you, if I’m wrong I don’t wanna be right. Fuck you, I’ll been drinking in the streets all night. Fuck you, I’ll decide if I’m wasting my time. You’re rotting away and killing my high. Fuck you, what, you think I was born this way? “Fuck you” are my very favorite words to say. I’ll eat a few then I’ll throw the rest away, snacking like an asshole in the USA. I eat more for a snack than you do in a day, so fuck you.

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Game Time: 7:00PM Central
TV/Radio: CSN, RDS, WGN-AM 720
Rocky Mountain High: Mile High Hockey

As the hockey world anxiously awaits tomorrow afternoon’s trade deadline even amidst the flurry of activity this afternoon (particularly in Anaheim), there still remain games to be played tonight. One of which will be the first time the Hawks will be indoors on West Madison in over a month to take on the ever irritating Avalanche.

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I guess I shouldn’t be surprised. This is the same GM who signed John Scott. The same guy who signed Dan Carcillo not once, but twice with the second time coming after he’d blown out his knee trying to maim Tom Gilbert, eroding whatever mobility he already didn’t have. It seems Stan Bowman has a myopia when it comes to these things.

Today Stan Bowman handed Brandon Bollig, a useless clod if there ever was one (though not as useless as Car Bomb or Scott, I’ll give him that) a three year extension worth $1.25 million annually. Think about that. Brandon Bollig, who can’t skate and can’t pass and can’t find his own dick in the defensive zone but boy can he shoot if your goalie falls asleep and you give him five minutes of space, will make $100K a year less than Marcus Kruger. That’s Marcus Kruger, #3 center on the silver-medal winning team in Sochi. He gets paid slightly more than Bollig.

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I could not have been more excited about the Blackhawks playing at Wrigley Field back in 2009. The Hawks were still on their way up and there was finally energy back in the stands. I gladly paid hundreds of dollars for two tickets for my brother and myself to sit in centerfield, lose all feeling in my toes and fingers to watch the Hawks get off to a fast start before getting demolished at the hands of Scum. This year, while I was tempted to go to the game and even had tickets offered the day before, I couldn’t muster up the same excitment. Whether it was my ongoing headcold or just my disinterest in Soldier Field compared to the iconic Wrigley, I just wasn’t as excited. That doesn’t mean the game didn’t turn to be a pretty exciting and beautiful spectacle though. It just means I was happy to have been watching it from a bar where I only had to walk 5 feet to get a new beer and not worry about whether I would lose a toe.