Everything Else

The Hawks make it easy these days. Whatever happens, it all seems to be on a recurring theme. So at least I don’t have to come up with something, which we know I suck at. And they are to wit:

-Once again, a 3rd period lead goes poof. Thankfully, the Blues were happy to give it back. This time, it wasn’t a systematic failure , but an individual mistake leading to Cracknell’s equalizer (was it Bolland or Rozsival who whiffed on the shot at the point? Live I thought it was Bolland, and the replays don’t pick up that early.) But the thing is, in the 3rd period, it’s always SOMETHING. Be it an individual mistake, a bad goal, a bad bounce, systematic breakdown….whatever. Enough of it has happened that it certainly can’t be filed under “Shit happens.”

Everything Else

There was a moment in college, I think around my sophomore year, that I decided I would do my best to get really good at chess. I can’t tell you why exactly. I thought it would make me seem smarter, more sophisticated, I was bored, or maybe I just thought it would make me more interesting to women (that was probably it… women love chess players, right?…. I’m an idiot).

Anyways, I remember playing online on Yahoo games, which I’m not really sure people play anymore but I thought it would be a decent place to learn the game against strangers. I would do fairly well some games and just get destroyed in others. In particular, I remember one game that I lost in exactly four moves. I moved four pieces and on my opponents fifth, checkmate.

Is that how Blues fans felt when it went Toews to Seabrook, Seabrook to Keith, Keith to Hossa, Hossa to Saad and then Saad to Toews and into the net?