VERY busy at work at the moment. Lots of other things going on around the homestead too. No time to spend with my online peeps, at the moment I’m afraid. Here’s a picture of the newest member of the Juniorvanian fleet for you all to see. I hope to have a few moments to do some writing on the weekend; if not, probably it will be a few days after that before I can post again.
Watched the beginning of the Kings/Canucks game from L.A. last night, and Twitter lit up like the goal light behind Jaroslav Halak when the anthem singer trotted out by the Kings apparently needed a little technical assistance in order to make his way through “O Canada.” In a fit of nationalist pique, I was moved to create the Demotivational Poster below:
@anthemguy tweets: "Just trying to remember what comes after `O Canada'"
Things happen fast on the Internet. This should come as no news to people who, unlike myself, get around without the use of a cane and don’t spend large portions of the afternoon yelling at those damn kids to get off the lawn.
Monday morning, I checked Twitter around 9 or 9:30. I did a bunch of work and generally had to be away from the online world for several hours in a row.
When I returned, all hell had broken loose. Apparently, Chemmy from Pension Plan Puppets had floated the idea that fans of the Phoenix Coyotes ought to be throwing snakes on the ice as a counterpoint to the Red Wing tradition of cephalopod-tossing. He and Coyotes-blogger and PPP-friend @TravisHair started discussing it, and one thing led to another, and very shortly thereafter a twitter-meme was born; apparently, it became the #1 trending topic on Twitter for a while.
Travis ran with the ball and even tried to help the Coyotes out a bit by turning this awesome little groundswell of fan support for a troubled team into something positive for the club – he sought their official blessing for the phenonmenon, but was rebuffed rather summarily. Score one for suits with no vision.
All eyes in the PPP community were on the ice in Phoenix tonight when the Coyotes took to the ice against the Red Wings in game 1 of their first round series. Would the snakes hit the ice? The Wings scored first because they’re terrible human beings, but shortly thereafter Keith Yandle tied the game for Phoenix and at least one snake hit the ice.
Then the #throwthesnake phenomenon hit the big time as it was discussed at the intermission on Hockey Night in Canada during the iDesk segment by Jeff Marek and Scott Morrison. YouTube goodness follows:
Chemmy correctly pointed out thereafter on Twitter that he is responsible for getting the Coyotes their only positive publicity from the Canadian media since…well, forever.
UPDATE: The game is now over. Phoenix wins 3-2; the power of the thrown snake is not to be trifled with.
Apparently, the #throwthesnake phenomenon was also mentioned on the TSN broadcast tonight, but I was busy watching the Versus feed – where they were ignoring Muhammad Ali for a period and a half, so I missed that bit.
Please, please, please let it be the Columbus Blue Jackets, Florida Panthers, Tampa Lightning or New York Islanders whose ball falls first out of that stupid lottery machine tonight.
I do not want to hear about Phil Kessel for Taylor Hall or Tyler Seguin for the rest of my life, despite the fact that I support this trade.
Update: Toronto’s pick will be the 2nd overall pick in this year’s draft. Peter Chiarelli and Tyler Seguin were kind of making googly eyes at one another, I thought. Meanwhile, Taylor Hall’s lips will almost certainly freeze right off within four months of his arrival in Edmonton.
Sunday afternoon, 15° Celsius outside and I’m enjoying some down time in the sun once again in the Big Yellow Chairs atop the hill out our back door. With the help of the Internet and pirate video streams, I’m keeping one eye on the Flyers/Rangers game (I think if the Flyers beat the Rangers, the Habs have to play the Caps in the first round. I’m rooting for that, for schadenfreude reasons, though I feel VERY dirty cheering on the Flyers, even over the Rangers). I’m keeping another eye on the Masters. Life is tough.
I did a very quick post with some year end thoughts that I’m expecting will be up over at Maple Leafs Hot Stove some time today. I’m told there’s some exciting developments coming over there, too. Be sure to keep checking in on that site.
I was tooling about a bit on YouTube this afternoon. Rest assured, I was not searching for the clip below. Little did I know how much I wanted to find it.
Some thoughts on this video:
Not to sound too much like the American Idol judges, but…song choice: it’s an issue for this vocalist.
The dogs are VERY blasé about this. It’s not the first time these three have made such a video.
The sunglasses. ‘Nuff said.
The not-quite-but-almost dancing, or at least “rhythmic squirming” that begins in earnest, complete with pantomimed gestures (and if I’m not mistaken, a near jazz hands moment) , at the top of the second verse (about 1:23 in).
I’m sure this fellow is a lovely man. There is a puckish smile on his face that suggests he’s in on the joke of him, so I’m not suggesting that this gentleman is behaving unnaturally with animals. His decision to shoot a video in which he sings a love song, while lovingly cuddling his two dogs in bed, however? You can’t deny there’s an aura of creepiness being exuded by that.
As you were. I felt compelled to share.
Oh, and Go Leafs Go tonight. Here’s hoping our boys do their share to keep the playoffs Habby free.
I don’t know anything about this Foursquare business, except that it’s some sort of application that people notify about their whereabouts in an effort to earn badges about things. To this, I say, “Badges? We don’t need no stinkin’ badges.”
Also, I humbly submit that yours truly is the Mayor of one place right now: the big yellow chairs on the hill out back of the house. The Mayor is enjoying a spot of sun and some wi-fi right now. Carry on, the rest of you citizens.
Decidedly Less Emo than the Tears for Fears Version. Less Pretty, Too.
The Leafs lost to the Atlanta Thrashers tonight 3-2. Where have you heard this before: Tuesday night home loss to a mediocre Southeast Division opponent.
No doubt, some folks will be into the gnashing of teeth, given the Thrashers’ two goals in less than a minute in the second period. No doubt, the Leafs fell apart for a bit for a few minutes there, and they paid for it when Atlanta cashed in a couple of markers. Keep in mind, though, that this is the youngest team in the NHL. They are bound to lose focus and composure from time to time this year, and it must be remembered that this will happen from time to time next year too. The key thing for Leaf fans to watch when this happens – not “if”, but “when” – is how the team reacts.
A couple of nights ago, the Leafs got themselves down 2-0 to the Rangers after two periods and managed to come back and get a win in overtime. Tonight, the comeback wasn’t complete, but the team bore down and got a couple of goals to tie it before surrendering the eventual winner on an Antropov tip in front of Gustavsson. There was some inspired play from Bozak again tonight, his pass to Stalberg on Stalberg’s first goal was brilliant. Stalberg himself showed some good determination to get to the net, though it was a bit alarming to see that his shot on that first goal was actually headed wide but bounced rather fortunately off the goaltender’s skate and in to the net. Tonight was probably one of Christian Hanson’s better games as a Leaf. There were also some terrific saves from Gustavsson – especially his save on Afinogenov with about two and a half minutes left in the second period, when Afinogenov was in alone on him just before the first Stalberg goal.
So yeah, another Tuesday night, another loss to a mediocre southeastern opponent, but I’ll say it again: there is reason for hope.
As a Toronto Maple Leaf player, you are invited to attend the annual Toronto Maple Leafs end-of-season banquet and awards ceremony. This year, the banquet will be held on Saturday April 17th, 2010 at Jack Astor’s, unless of course we make the playoffs. Ha ha, just kidding! Seriously, though, the banquet is on the 17th at 7 p.m. sharp.
I’m not including a map to (or the address of) the specific Jack Astor’s restaurant we’re going to because it’s important that we keep the location of our team shindig confidential, to avoid having any unwanted guests. In unrelated news, I’ve told Rickard Wallin (through a Swedish interpreter, he doesn’t read English) that we’ll be at Wendel Clark’s Classic Grille in Oakville. He has been instructed to arrive early, demand to speak with the owner, and threaten him with trouble if we don’t enjoy our evening (which I have booked under the name “Fetisov”). Don’t spoil the surprise for Ricky – remember how many stitches it took to close up the wound in Jason Blake’s face last year? Oh, right, almost none of you were here for that. Well trust me, it was good times.
The dinner menu at the actual, non-fake, banquet location includes: beef. If you do not want to eat beef, or if you are a vegetarian or have other incorrect desires, let me just say that Edmonton gets pretty cold in the winter and – as incredible as it may sound – the Oilers are less likely than even us to win anything anytime soon. Jonas Gustavsson can have pickled herring, but only because he has a couple of doctor’s notes and I don’t like to get covered in exploding heart blood. Remember, for this meal, the “Wellwood Rule” is in effect so portions will be limited to six servings of 48 oz. each.
After dinner of course, we’ll be handing out the end of season awards. By tradition, your Master of Ceremonies will be the longest serving Leaf player, Tomas Kaberle. As you know, also by tradition, the M.C. is ineligible to win any of the awards. We offered to move Kabby out of that spot, but he insisted that he isn’t concerned about winning and wanted to stay (why does this sound familiar?); in fact, he would like to MC both this year and next. I can say that we’re prepared to meet him halfway on that one.
Awards to be presented this year include:
the David Williams Memorial “Mister Congeniality” Plaque (2010 recipient: Colton Orr – has anybody else noticed no one has disagreed with Colton about anything since he dummied Matt Carkner?);
the Wendel Clark “Most Valuable Player” Trophy (2010 recipient: Jeff Finger – shhh, don’t say anything, I’m talking trade with someone whose name rhymes with “Errol Flutter” and this MVP thing may get us Jarome Iginla and a pick); and
the Gary Leeman “Best Teammate” Prize (2010 recipient: former Leaf Vesa Toskala, in honour of the unremittingdedication to his craft he displayed. He doesn’t know it yet, but Vesa will be in attendance at the Banquet courtesy of a burlap sack, some duct tape and the trunk of Jay Rosehill’s car. Please note that this award will be presented posthumously and as soon as possible: bring your own blunt object.)
After the awards ceremony, though it’ll be tough to top that last award, we’ll be moving to the entertainment portion of the evening. Right now, the plan is for Phil Kessel, Nikolai Kulemin and Tyler Bozak to come up with something to dazzle us all. The rest of us will have to hope that’s enough. So it’s pretty much business as usual.
Since he ought to contribute something to the team this year, Garnet Exelby will be responsible for bringing the beer. When he screws that up, we’ll just buy some from the bar. Please note that in view of the numerous unfortunate incidents resulting in so much broken glass at the goaltenders’ table last year, players are asked not to toss bottles to one another at any time.
Remember that while in attendance at this function, you are representing Maple Leaf Sports and Entertainment and the Toronto Maple Leafs. Be pleasant and respectful to the wait staff, bartenders and busboys, especially Boyd Devereaux and Justin Pogge.
Stay as late as you like, and enjoy yourself. Our next meeting as a team will be in Los Angeles on draft day. Maybe we can go to the zoo or something, we’ll have plenty of time on our hands.