Man, that was painful to watch from Bret of the Gimpy Hip getting clocked in the grill by a puck to Hands of Feet getting beaten to a bloody pulp at the end. And may I just say that as much as I adore and respect our coach, starting Grahame against them was NOT a wise idea. These guys have practiced with him for two seasons, they have the A-to-Z book on him. I knew it was going to be harsh, but I didn’t think they’d get a touchdown on us…well, at least until that second goal, which was scored when Crackers decided he wanted to step out and grab a Mojito.
And I don’t know what the hell Frankie Kaberle’s issue is, but I hope Nicky Wallin recovers quick so he can replace the poor slob on the blueline. The aliens have taken Cup Run Kaberle and replaced him with Atlanta Kaberle, and that is not good.
Oh yeah, and my comments earlier about Mike from 328 at the HHOF Fan Weekend? Consider them retracted.
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.
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’.
Tomorrow night, while the Hurricanes are taking the ice at the Cat Box to (hopefully) beat down the Florida Panthers, Ron Francis will be inducted into the Hall of Fame.
What can I say about Ron Francis that hasn’t already been said? The man oozes class out of every pore. He was, for the new incarnation of the team that drafted him, so much more than a great center and captain. He was the man that gave this team “legitimacy”. He was the cornerstone, the bedrock of this team in more ways than one. He was–is–the franchise.