I turned on the ignition and flipped on the radio last night right after the Calgary Flames scored their first goal.
Thirty seconds later, before I was out of my work parking lot, the Blackhawks were down 3-0.
I turned into my driveway and the Hawks trailed 5-0. John Wiedemann and Troy Murray were nearly speechless. Murray commented on how he has never seen such a terrible Hawks' performance in his career as their broadcaster.
Well, I thought, at least I don't have the option of viewing the carnage thanks to my DirecTV subscription. No Blackhawks game for me tonight. What am I really missing anyway?
Fighting has not gone out of fashion in the NHL. To the contrary, there are nothing but clenched fists, bad blood and haymakers flying all around the place.
Although it's still technically summer as Labor Day looms, nothing gets you more prepared for another NHL season than some reckless head-butting and unquenchable hatred.
Some Canadian regions haven't been this close to firing on the U. S. since the war of 1812 when the British Empire was in charge and still smoking about that road loss to America in the Revolutionary War.
Read the comment sections of fans about the NHL opposing a move to Hamilton, Ontario, and there are charges in Canada that the league is trying to keep hockey strictly in the U. S. and away from the evil (define as unprofitable and obscure) influences of Canada.
I would ask these Canadians, of course, if they could pick out Hamilton on a map any more than they could Saskatoon (another forlorn burg hungering for NHL games).