40 Days and 40 Nights or How I Dealt With Hockey Withdrawal
One last lonely month looms between all of us and sweet hockey relief. We only have to hold out something like 40 more days. But this stretch is by far the hardest. The playoff buzz has worn off, the excitement of the draft is over, and it's hard to even summon back up the emotion to cry over the Jason Smiths, the slag-faced whores (I'm look at you Drury), the Mathieu Schneiders, the Jussi Markkanens, and, if you're Elly, the Ty Conklins, of free agency. News is trickling so slowly lately that the headlines are less "X PLAYER SIGNS WITH X TEAM FOR X EXORBITANT AMOUNT OF CASH!" and more "Top Ten Sports Songs!" So here we all are with forty more days ahead of us feeling like we're never going to see hockey again.
So what is there to do? Go watch baseball! The Tigers need all the support they can get - and apparently the collective I've massed around me (comprised of such illustrious bloggers as BoC's Earl Sleek, blogger at, oh, just the best Sabres blog on the internet, Heather, who's at least cheering for Andy Van Slyke, IPB (Ir)regulars Patty, who even supplied me with little bobblehead Pudge, and Mags - the mention of whom, as she shares my over-exuberant love of the awkward kid, brings me to my real selling point:
Christened PitchyCrunchy over at IPB the Tigers baby pitcher Andrew Miller, whether or not he's been spectacular lately (he has not), and whether or not he will be able to wrestle the title of "my Tiger" away from Magglio Ordonez (he has not, thus far, but I know Christy will pick up the slack on loving Mags if I do indeed switch over) is adorable. Come on. Look at that face.
So go watch the Tigers. Maybe we'll start winning again.
And uh, if baseball isn't your thing, go take HLOG's advice and rasterbate yourself some hockey players to stare at through the long month of August. Don't worry, it'll be over soon. IPB (Ir)regular Katebits, whose newly started hockey blog I of course have to pimp, has the proof!
15 comments:
PITCHYCRUNCHY!
With a face like that, how can they not win all the time? Opponents should be stunned by adorable-ness!
That's is plan you know - stun them and then go to work with the fastball :P And come on, can even your friend and her comments about PitchyCrunchy's occasional unfortunate expressions argue against this? He's just glowing!
*insert wails of utter distress at the mention of Ty Conklin being a Penguin*
Hm, a surefire way of making Elly cry - this is something even knob hockey can't fix, isn't it? :P
You mean there is something that Knob Hockey can't fix? Really? Wow. That's impressive.
Feel free to send Pudge over to the Twins...he can school Joe Mauer in the art of scaring the shit out of opponents. Joe is just too Minnesota Nice.
No way Kirsten, I love Pudge and I'm keeping him! To tell you the truth I'm afraid of your Twins though - with the way we're slipping they have a chance at an upset like last year's. Even more reason not to give you Pudge!
(And Elly's in deep depression over Ty Conklin, so much that it might take more than even Knob Hockey [especially that particularly Knob Hockey, but I'm mean like that].)
Damn. It was worth a shot...
At this moment in time we are getting our asses handed to us by the Mariners. If this pattern of baseball continues, I don't think you guys have to worry. I continue to be hopeful if frustrated. Both the division leaders slump, and then so do we. Damnit!
Thanks for the Twins love.
Oooh, I get it now. I can see where that might not work, then.
Hey at least you didn't just drop three to the damn Yankees - and I hear you on being frustrated. I mean dammit, Cleveland slumps and our response is to...also suck? Bah! Baseball is getting too frustrating; I want my hockey back.
We lost two of three to the Royals recently. I don't think it gets much worse than that.
Hooray for hockey season! Not that I really get to see a lot of games, but that's beside the point.
I'm always filled with such optimism at the beginning of every new sports season, I love it. I absolutely can't wait to see our new and hopefully improved team hit the ice.
Oooh...ouch. (Then again we dropped 3 of 4 to the Devil Rays a couple weeks ago so...)
I know what you mean! Last year I was filled with this horrible dread after Stevie retired and Shanahan left, actually - and then we started out with that god awful western road trip that did not help matters. But this season I'm optimistic and happy about all my teams (well I mean, the Oilers can't really get worse, right? Right?).
I have a mini confession, I've always like Shanny, he just plays for teams that I don't like. People aren't allowed to know that I actually like him, though, I've kept that on the DL.
The Oilers certainly can't get worse. They have added a few defencemen (I'm sad to see Smith and Smyth not on the roster, but it happens), and Souray should get some points for them. I'm also interested to see what Penner does for the team besides make Brian Burke bitch and moan.
I see great potential in the Red Wings this upcoming season. I still can't believe you re-signed Hasek and Chelios.
I'm still depressed about Smyth and Smith...even though I've read many a post suggesting the Oilers won't be half bad. At least there's still my Hemsky!
I am not surprised at all - after all that's what Detroit does :P What would we do with ourselves if we weren't the oldest team in the league? I'm glad to see we're finally putting some rookies out there though, it's nice to see us able to build from inside the system too, now that we've lost some older guys.
I have hope for the Oilers. Now that Lupul is gone...
Haha, good point. Then I wouldn't be able to make fun of the Red Wings for being old. That's all the Wild do, build from within, put these dudes on the ice, let them play for a few years and then get rid of them once they start making more than the league minimum. I'm hoping since everyone says building from within is good that it will pay off. I'm still waiting.
Steph, I was pleased as punch to not miss the Tigers absolute drubbing of the Yankees while I was on vacation this past week. I sat in the hotel room yelling at my mom, "There he is!" every time they showed Andy even for a second but she knows how much I love him and always liked him too so she was much more responsive than my husband who usually mutters, "That's great," while never looking up from what he's doing. So yeah. Go Tigers!
(By the way... Your link to my blog is incorrect. It goes somewhere else. Just so you know.)
I'm glad you got to see it! Although I admit, I was a little busy staring vapidly at Verlander wondering just when his pants got so tight and why I never noticed before :P Uh, I mean what?
And I fixed it! (You know, only a few days after way the fact. But uh, better now!) I clearly type too fast for my own good, I always stumble over links like that.
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