Tuesday, October 30, 2007

That Didn't Just Happen

Since there isn't much to say about last night's dreadful 7-1 loss to the Washington Capitals, The Blue & White is going to pretend the game didn't take place. Yep, the easy way out. This post is just like the abortion your prom date got after you pulled a Ben Stone.

Here's what you get instead - a dog's breakfast of links:

- Tim Wharnsby had a terrific article today. It compares the costs of attending a game of each NHL team. There is even a neat "Fan Cost Index" which takes into account four average-priced tickets, two small draft
beers, four small soft drinks, four regular-size hot dogs, parking for
one car, two game programs and two least-expensive and adult-size
adjustable caps. Translation: F.C.I. is what it'd cost to take your family to a game. Of course, Toronto ranked the highest in both average ticket price and F.C.I. at around 25% more expensive. I guess that makes sense, as several Toronto players are earning at least 25% more than they should.

- Eric Duhatschek consistently writes well researched, well thought-out articles for The Globe & Mail...but they're rarely about the Leafs so they aren't often mentioned here. Eric tends to focus on that which stands out / is interesting in the league - and the Leafs ain't it.

- When CBC boasted changes to their Hockey Night In Canada format, one of their main selling points was bettering the Satellite Hot Stove. Hot Stove has certainly changed, but I have a very hard time calling it better. Oh my fuck, could it be a little more dry? It has all the excitement of an episode of V.I.P. - without the T&A. And, to top it off, they've mostly done away with the interesting-if-infrequently-accurate rumour mill that was always a major part of the Hot Stove of old. This change in Hot Stove is a lot like a bad movie sequel wherein the starring roles don't return - 'tis only watchable if you've seen the predecessor.

- David Shoalts' article today was adequate, but the title, "Home isn't where the heart is" is really fucking mank. How. Lame. I am actually embarrassed for Shoalts, as his name appears directly below that steamer of a headline. Davey, what was the thought process that led to that gem? Was there one? Was the runner-up "Home is where the heart is...not!"? Party on, Shoalts. Fuckkkk.

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