Ah yes, teh intarnets are all a-buzz with the latest from Dwayne-o:
Crackers is on waivers according to Tim Panaccio’s BFF, Cujo to the Hurricanes is an e4, and fans on X Random Messageboard are all a-twitter about it. I, on the other hand, am being smart about this (as are quite a few others).
Let’s look at the evidence, shall we?
1) The Hurricanes have nothing about it.
2) TSN has nothing about it.
3) The CBC has nothing about it.
4) Bristol has nothing about it.
Therefore, I’m pretty sure at the moment that if none of those proven reputable sources are saying Crackers is on waivers, then Crackers is not on waivers. If my own contacts inside the NHL aren’t saying Crackers is on waivers, then Crackers is not on waivers.
Fuck me, some of you mooks are so gullible. Really. If a Nigerian con-artist e-mails you offering you the princely sum of ten million dollars in exchange for helping him recover six hundred million from an inheritance left to him by his uncle Prince Cheatamugu, do you wire his ass sixty thousand dollars to cover bribes? Do you give all your money to Oral Roberts and Benny Hinn because they said that your bunions would stop hurting if you did? Do you fall for the magazine-sellers that come to the door and ask for cash moniez?
Think about that the next time you read something on Dwayne-O’s Blog O’Crap.
*throws papers in the air and walks away*
….well at 4:00 AM, anyway.
Tomorrow at this time I’ll be heckling Annoying Blackhawks Fan as he tries to tell the Hawks’ scouting staff who to pick, quacking at the Red Wings fans (like I did in 2003–man, was that ever fun), and generally chillin’ out.
A little news before I go, courtesy of my boy Luke DeCock at the N&O:
And that’s it–I’ll pry find some laptop somewhere and make a post from C-bus. Either that, or I’ll just take a metric assload of notes and post ‘em up here when I get home Sunday morning.
See y’all in C-bus.
A little less than a year ago, I posted in the old blogspace about IM conversations with Eklund–and yes, I am still completely convinced that it was him.
I said my piece, I then declared a moratorium, and I let Eklund and his fanbois (including TSN’s Bob McKenzie) take their snide little potshots at me with impunity. I said nothing and allowed them to effectively call me a bald-faced liar, because I had said that I was done discussing Dwayne Klessel and would discuss him no further–and I am nothing if not a woman of my word.
I realize now that I made a serious mistake in allowing those indignities to go unchallenged, because in so doing I allowed Mr. Klessel’s twisted and warped perception to become a twisted and warped reality for far too many people–one individual even went so far as to make completely baseless comments about my mental stability…and deliberately told a bald-faced lie in the course of making those comments. I say that he deliberately told a lie, because even after I corrected him he refused to retcon his post or acknowledge that he was incorrect.
As for me? I am many things, but I am neither a liar nor am I “mentally disturbed”.
So why, you may ask, am I finally breaking my long silence with a post about Dwayne K. Klessel?
In this thread on the Atlanta Journal-Constitution’s website, Mr. Klessel attempts to play himself off as an innocent party (with the help of an anonymous fanboi who winds up inadvertently putting the pre-emptive lie to one of Eklund’s later statements) and act as if he’s Bragi’s gift to hockey bloggers. Eric McErlain, Paul Kukla, and Da Chief all take their turns commenting–and Eklund dodges each and every last one of them.
As usual, Dwayne-o refuses to answer any questions, continues to insist that he’s “anonymous” even though his real identity has been uncovered more than a few times, and makes continued futile attempts to paint himself as the King of All New Hockey Media rather than a man who can’t keep a story straight if you put a gun to his head. He is grossly misleading the public, and that is something that I cannot abide.
I have returned, friends. I have returned.