I really hate to feel so pessimistic after a 'pretend' game, but they have now lost two of the three pre-season games that have been played. And it was the 'B' team losing both times. However, the guys played a LOT better tonight than they did on Wednesday--I really thought there was a good chance for them to win. And that was against Chicago's 'stars.' So, I guess things aren't looking too bad. But, every time the Wings lose--I don't care if it is a 'real' game or not--I just want to go and raid my wine rack or liquor supply. It just makes it so much easier to forget the loss.
It will be alright. I know that. But, it wouldn't be Red Wing hockey if I wasn't the voice of doom-and-gloom. ;)
Saturday, September 25, 2010
Friday, September 24, 2010
Rules...
A number of people have, once again, written about the inconsistency and idiocy of the NHL's rule-system--following the suspension of Boynton and non-suspension of Orpik--so I won't rehash it. (Besides, all of the others have done a MUCH better job than I could. ;)) I will only re-post something I did last season--a quote from Dan Connor on 'Rosanne':
"These are just the rules today. We reserve the right to change the rules at any time. For your safety, for your education, or for our amusement. That is the price of living in our kingdom."
I do believe Bettman must have this quote on a plaque on his desk--it makes about as much sense as anything else I can come up with...
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
Not Meant To Be
I don't watch the news--it is too depressing. However, I wanted to see the score of the Tiger game--talk about depressing--so I made a point of having the 11:00 news on tonight. So, what was the first story on the sports segment? The Stanley Cup made an appearance 100 miles from me--back 'home' where we grew up--today. And I knew NOTHING about it! I missed an opportunity to see the Cup for the second time. I don't think I'm suppose to see it. Life sucks sometime.
Two years ago, I got a phone call from a friend in Wisconsin, asking me if I had any desire to see the Stanley Cup. As she is NO hockey fan, I was a bit confused until she told me that Brian Rafalski was making an appearance at the veteran's facility where her husband works. Well, The Husband and I jumped at the chance to go and meet him, so we made our arrangements to go with our friends to see the Cup. We got to their house in plenty of time, but they didn't quite understand the time constraints, etc, surrounding Cup appearances--they weren't ready to go. We didn't leave their home until the scheduled time for Rafalski's visit, but they weren't worried about us missing the Cup. Of course, we wound up getting to the facility 5 minutes AFTER Rafalski left. It took all of my strength to keep from crying. The only thing that kept me from doing something that I would regret later, was the fact that these are our oldest, dearest friends in the world--and hockey means nothing to them.
Two times I've missed seeing the Cup, but I still have to believe that the next opportunity will be when I FINALLY get to see it. I HAVE to believe--otherwise I'd go into the bathroom and slit my wrists with a wet noodle.
Two years ago, I got a phone call from a friend in Wisconsin, asking me if I had any desire to see the Stanley Cup. As she is NO hockey fan, I was a bit confused until she told me that Brian Rafalski was making an appearance at the veteran's facility where her husband works. Well, The Husband and I jumped at the chance to go and meet him, so we made our arrangements to go with our friends to see the Cup. We got to their house in plenty of time, but they didn't quite understand the time constraints, etc, surrounding Cup appearances--they weren't ready to go. We didn't leave their home until the scheduled time for Rafalski's visit, but they weren't worried about us missing the Cup. Of course, we wound up getting to the facility 5 minutes AFTER Rafalski left. It took all of my strength to keep from crying. The only thing that kept me from doing something that I would regret later, was the fact that these are our oldest, dearest friends in the world--and hockey means nothing to them.
Two times I've missed seeing the Cup, but I still have to believe that the next opportunity will be when I FINALLY get to see it. I HAVE to believe--otherwise I'd go into the bathroom and slit my wrists with a wet noodle.
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
A New Red Wing Fan Has Arrived
Our sixth granddaughter was born this morning at 4:00 AM. She came into the world a bit over four weeks early and she weighed four pounds. There was a little concern over her breathing, so she is being transported to our hospital here, where we have a NICU. I talked to The Oldest and she is doing as well as can be expected--she's very tired, so the conversation was very short. I will go to see the baby this evening and get some pictures and more information. Quite an exciting end to our long weekend. :)
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