Yeah, the player thinking “Refs are inconsistent with their calls, so I better help them make the right decision, by demonstrating clearly that I was interfered with, and by not fighting all that hard to stay upright.  Whoopsie...”

I think the issue is that since all sourcing is anonymous and there are no reprecussions for getting this shit wrong. I mean, fucking Eklund has built a cottage industry by making NHL shit up for years!

Does anyone in L.A. even remember, let alone care, what Carter cost?

What is he, some kind of jerk?

See this is what I’m talking about, in my day a player would get checked to hell for showboating his accomplishments like this. So you had a friend, good job.  Now skate away from the interview with your head down like you’ve been there before.

We are morons. We keep giving all our money to rich assholes, and then claiming surprise and alarm when they act like rich assholes.

I grew up in Vermont, I now live a 30 minute drive from Raleigh. I’ve been to Canadians games, Rangers games, Bruins games, and a few Sharks games. All world class environments for hockey (even San Jose, honest!).

First he was a replacement caddy

I don’t want to start an argument, but I think Big Papi made his money well before he started caddying.

i ave never, ever, pusht the backspace button

Yes, sports history should be taught in schools, and here is lesson #1: from 1976-1988, the New England Patriots went 113-83 and made the playoffs 5x, including a Super Bowl appearance, with only one losing season. In 1993, Parcells and Bledsoe arrived and it’s been clear sailing for the next 25 years.

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I’m honestly surprised anyone outside of a 10 mile radius of the town itself has heard of Cloquet. Unless you are within that 10 mile radius. 

I decided to do the “no sleeves tough guy” routine once in 2006 when we played at Chicago. The temperature on the field was 5 degrees, with windchill it was -10ish.

You remember that Sunday morning, two months after dad left, you wake up and notice mom’s hair is seriously mussed, and then you walk into the kitchen and dad is making eggs like the past eight weeks never happened . . .

Big fuckin’ deal. I’m good for at least half a dozen post rejects a day here.

Gregg was blindsided by the news.

We’ve got a short memory and tend to navel-gaze, but the knee-jerk analysis is how this team was, like so many before it, too short on talent and scoring, and focused too much on work ethic and grit and effort, reflecting Tim Hunter’s philosophy and hockey career, rather than Dominique Ducharme’s two previous…

The most amazing part is that the owners have gotten the fans to become so wrapped up in the logic of their penny pinching ways (“Well of course they shouldn’t spend that much money on players who hit free agency. They’d be paying for past production. This man is due for a regression.”) that they’ve lost track of the…

I love waking up early on weekends because it is the best time to do stupid, time-wasting activities like video games absolutely guilt free. And also I can make pancakes.