Last night was the HHOF induction ceremony, with all the requisite understated pomp and circumstance pertaining thereunto. Thank you, Time Warner Cable, for bringing me the NHL Network. Thank you from the bottom of my little black heart. And thank you to my husband for not deleting the ceremony from the DVR to make way for Heroes or Surface or some crap, like you’ve done so many other things that I had on there.
HOWEVER:
I’m sure that some of you have heard about Mike Flanagan’s little escapade at the fan forum Q&A the day before. I admit, I laughed when I read that blog entry–but the laughter was more at the thought of Stevens giving Mike the Hairy Eyeball than it was at Mike opening his yap like that. Mike’s question made me facepalm.
As much as I love Section 328 (even though I can’t sit there because the ‘Canes lose when I do), as much as I like Mike, and as much as I think that the hit Stevens laid on Francis was cheap (just like every other shoulder-and-elbow hit he’s ever laid), dudeman was totally in the wrong here. The venue was wholly inappropriate, and he didn’t do a good job representing the Caniac Nation there.
Sorry mang, ’s just the way I see it.
IN OTHER NEWS:
Erik Cole got cleared to travel with the team to Tampa this morning–what we were all afraid would be a re-broken neck turned out to be an apparent stinger in the general area of his trapezius muscles. I’ve had those before, and they are wicked painful, so I can imagine why he thought his neck was hurt again. Ouch! Of course, this does nothing to change the fact that I hate the Panthers almost as much as the Red Wings. Just sayin’.
Mahalo.

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