Friday, November 21, 2008
The company my best friend works for was hosting a big meeting and he received an email from an employee who works in Columbus Ohio asking him how she should dress. The meeting was in the first week of October.
He replied that she should bring a heavier jacket because it might be cold at night and also that she musn't bring any white clothing. She responded to this, asking him why, and he explained that it was illegal to wear white in Canada after September 30th due to the fact that so much snow accumulates that people who wear white seem to appear out of nowhere, thus causing a surge in heart attacks amongst the unsuspecting populace.
She thanked him for that information.
I lived in Florida for over three years. In the summer of 2001 my wife and I were married in Prince Edward Island. While we were gone my company had its annual conference, this time in Toronto.
A few weeks before the meeting I was in the Florida office talking to one of my coworkers who was flying up to Toronto. I was telling her about a few places she should check out and then she asked me about currency. How much should she get, what denomination, what would it cost her. Because it was only for a couple of days and she just needed some spending money I suggested that a hundred bucks should do her. She asked me what the best way to get that broken down would be.
I explained to her that we used to have a hundred dollar bill but that when Wayne Gretzky retired they discontinued it and replaced it with a ninety nine dollar bill. She commented that we Canadians were so crazy with our hockey and I agreed, telling her that while this may be true the best way for her to go was to get a hundred bucks - get a Gretzky, a "little Gretzky" (the ninety nine cent coin) and a penny.
MacT is reminding me more and more of Daffy Duck in that great old cartoon where he and Bugs Bunny tell poor Elmer Fudd that it is 'Rabbit Season!' 'Duck Season!' Of course Bugs wins out and in the end Daffy is left gibbering 'Its Duckbilled Platypus season. Shoot me! I'm a Duckbilled Platypus! Look at me! I'm a Mongoose! Shoot me! Its Mongoose season.'
Two seasons ago Ladislav Smid came over in the Pronger deal and immediately was handed second pair minutes. The results were as expected.
Then last season he was sent down at the end of camp, played out of a job by Tom Gilbert. Injuries brought him up soon enough and the rest of the year he played a mixture of second and third pairing minutes. He struggled at times although there were a few nice things to see.
So this year he ends up in the pressbox to start the year but comes out pretty quickly. Playing in the third pair now he actually does quite well and begins to show quite a few signs that he is turning the corner until old friend Raffi Torres drops him for the count a couple of weeks back.
So our young friend returns from his concussion and what does MacT do? Sticks him on the left wing.
Smid thought he was joking.
So did I. We have a kid who finally this year gets the type of responsibility he should have received two years ago (if they were determined on keeping him rather then sending him to the minors) and who actually is finally showing that he may be getting it and he gets put back into the lineup completely out of position. He is actually being developed in reverse. In three months MacT will be bringing him to 'Tiny Tots Learn To Skate', tying up his skates in the dressing room and then giving him a hot chocolate after Ladi pushes a chair around the ice for twenty minutes.
Is there a method to MacT's madness? I think there is real pressure on him to win with this lineup (some of this pressure brought on by his own comments btw). I think the reality is that while this team has a lot to like about it there are still plenty of kids everywhere and momma always told me there would be days like these. I think MacT would be a lot happier if he had a couple more veterans he could roll out there on the PK and at ES.
I swear though that last night when Smid lined up at LW for the first time that MacT was going to run out on the ice in a rabbit suit, laughing uproariously, while up in the pressbox Lowe hit Joanne Ireland with a shaving cream pie and Tambellini chased Terry Jones around with a shotgun.
Sometimes I wonder if perhaps the joke is on the fans here.
Posted by Black Dog at 12:01 PM