Wednesday, April 29, 2009

I Think Hockey is Swell





The schedule is up, just look for the Euless mark on the right side of the screen. I still don't know if the weekend of the eighteenth means anything for our records.


In other news. . .

The first round of the Stanley Cup Play-offs is in the books. It probably doesn't surprise many followers of the fin that San Jose has lost their bite in the post season, yet again. The best in the west falls to the eight seed Ducks winning only two games before retreating to deeper waters. The Ducks for their part will not have any laurels to rest upon as they face the Wings next- Detroit's post-season level of play tends to be the exact opposite of the Sharks.

My goaltending heart goes out to Martin Brodeur, in an uncharacteristic manner, he gives up the one goal lead and the Canes end up winning game seven in regulation. He will fall short of 100 post-season wins by two- Roy has him by 53 (we'll have to wait a few more years for that one to fall), the Hurricanes will have another great goaltender in their future as Tim Thomas and the Bruins await them next.

If Rafael Nadal v. Roger Federer didn't get you going. If you long for the halcyon match-up of Magic and Bird. If you were disappointed that Mario and Wayne never played against each other. Saturday afternoon is your panacea. The two biggest forces in the NHL right now will meet for the first time in the post-season. Need I say more?

The Metroplex may not have a dog in this hunt (Mavs are a different hunt), but you have to love the way this is playing out.

6 comments:

Rafa lover said...

Rafa always gets me going.

brooks said...

Rafa lover a.k.a. Randy Shipp

brooks said...

I am 90% sure i didn't say that. I have been hitting the pipe pretty hard this week but normally i curse more than that. Very observant though of the fact that i don't capitalize my name though. A stunning forgery.

bcIII said...
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bcIII said...

I'd like to retract that statement

bcIII said...

. . . I did