But you know what's fucking funny?
Monday, March 22, 2010
Things are moving along quite nicely here in the McLean household thank you very much. Spring is coming and not a moment too soon as we were getting tired of the short days. Funny that, even though we had the easiest winter ever it still got us into a funk. Too many grey days I guess.
Last week though we had May weather in March for the kids' break so they got out on their Santa gifts (scooter and two wheeler) and hit the park and the zoo and the maple sugar bush and basically spent days outside in warm sunshine. The local ice cream joint opens up in less than two weeks and Capsule is in the semifinals (though in tough) and the wife is wearing less and less and so life is good and there are no complaints.
The two oldest are growing like mad. Our eldest has lost her front teeth and has picked up a lisp as a result and we're just waiting for one last fang to drop (think Jewel for that snaggle tooth look) and she is a reading talking growing up little machine. Its a lot of fun these days. The two oldest will get up now and she'll get breakfast ready for the two of them. Anything that means more sleep for the parents means life is golden.
And the boy is a cool little dude. We got one of those Franklin Rod Hockey games for Christmas and he had a tough time when he started playing it but now he's getting the hang of it, so much so that I am afraid I'll be getting sand kicked in my face pretty soon. I'm not all that great but I am ten times his age and when we first started playing I would take it easy on him but there wasn't much really happening out there on the 'ice'. But we played late last week and the margin of victory was three and then we played last night and I only barely eked out a win and while I'm not going full tilt as it were I'm not really fucking around. But he's figured out the goalie and the D and so its not that easy to score on him and I have a feeling that it won't be too long before I'm going to have to face off against the dog or the baby if I want victory.
Ahhh, the baby. The third one is interesting. The boy was ahead of the curve at her age because he followed his older sister everywhere when he was a tot and as a result he picked up the talking pretty quickly. With the youngest well the two oldest can now go into the basement or upstairs by themselves and she cannot go with them and so as a result she often is on her own and her parents are pretty harried so its not like we sit with her and give her our full attention. We have friends who have one who is about the same age and he knows it all the little bugger and of course he should he's got all of their time and attention. So our little one is smart as a whip but she's just catching up on the verbal. She'll be ok of course, they all come along at their own pace.
One big issue that has reared its pug ugly head recently is that she has an interesting new quirk to her personality in that she's not really a big fan of her diaper. So this is leading to problems. She has taken her diaper off while sitting on the couch and had a pee there and she has done the same while in her crib. Even worse is an alarming trend wherein she fills her diaper while having a nap, immediately wakes up, removes her clothes, unhitches the diaper and fires it out of the crib.
That is about as disgusting as it sounds. And on top of this she's damn smart. One afternoon before we put her down for her nap we put her sleeper on backwards so she couldn't remove it. Right? Right? All the buttons in the back.
Went to get her, she's stark naked, poopy diaper on the floor.
Last night was the nadir though. My wife was hitting the sack and then she called down that the baby needed changing and then she called down and said that she needed a new crib sheet and then she called down and said she needed me right away and so I come up the stairs and the baby has taken a big shit and then she's reached down into that motherlode and done a number on her crib, everything in the crib and on herself. So out come the wipes and the crib is disinfected and the sheet and blanket and stuffies go downstairs into the laundry tub where the poop is sprayed off and then into the washer they go and meanwhile the baby is bathed not once but twice because after the first time we still discover shit in her hair, behind her ear and on an eyelash.
All in all it was a pretty shitty situation.
Its been an awful year and the weekend was a welcome relief from the awful awfulness of it all as the Oilers beat both the Sharks and the Wings and were actually full value for one of them and for that matter even though the ice was tilted by the Wings once they started skating it wasn't like Dubnyk stood on his head to get his first win.
For me this is not the worst. I mean its definitely the worst team but it still doesn't compare to three seasons ago. That was the beginning of this process but at the time after the Oilers had come within a break or two of winning it all we had high hopes and while we waited for Lowe to address the gaping holes on a team whose core still remained instead we got nothing until Smyth was traded and then the bottom fell out. And then we knew we were in trouble.
These days of course there is no faith in management at all. They destroyed this club and the idea that now they will fix what they have ruined leaves me cold. Even if they manage to move some of the deadweight contracts this summer I have no faith that Lowe and his monkey will make any good moves. Rather I expect that they will spend the money on overrated anchors once again.
Because lets face it the holes on this club are not so much holes as gaping bloody wounds. In goal we have an aging goalie with a bad back whose contract is on the books for three more years guaranteed. ADD is rotten. I'd dump him in a second. Dubnyk looks like a goalie at least and if he could cut down on those softies then maybe he might make something of himself but can you see him carrying the mail anytime soon?
On the blue I like the looks of Gilbert and Whitney and then its chaos. Can Smid do it without Lubo? Can they move Souray's contract? Peckham is a guy who is raw but he looks like a player at least and Johnson might work as a 6/7 but no matter which way you cut it these guys don't engender confidence.
And nowhere is it worse than up front, especially on the wings. Run through this roster and the big rallying cry is all of the injuries. Then look at the guys on the IR. Its Hemsky and a bunch of fourth liners. Look at the present roster. Two NHL centres in Gagner and Horcoff, a guy who might do well against the butter soft if given the right linemates in Cogliano and a couple of guys in Pouliot and Potulny who are tweeners at this point, fourth liners who can slide up the scale for a while at least.
And this is the strength up front.
On the wings there are two legitimate guys in Penner and Hemsky and then a long list of fourth liners as far as I am concerned. There are the hard working grinders in Stortini and Stone and Jones and the over the hill checkers in Moreau and Pisani and the little soft guys in Nilsson and Comrie and a guy who can't even play the game in JF Jacques.
You have Brule who might be able to shine still. He's little too but he's aggressive at least and he's got a dynamite shot and I say give him the softs next year and see what he can do.
And then you have O'Sullivan and who knows what goes on there?
So in a previous thread the question about wingers came up and why Gagner was dragging around Minard and well there just isn't anybody and so over at LT's the question is will Eberle be on this club sooner rather than later and the answer is pretty clear. Your man has gone to the A and he's doing quite well after a nice year in junior and of course he has to play his way onto the team and then you look at this roster and do you think he might not? Or how about the Swede?
They're kids and I'm not a big fan of feeding kids to the lions but goddamn look at this team, who the hell is going to beat them out for a spot on the wing. Its not like any of these guys do anything well. If it were up to me I'd pretty well cut the lot of them.
They are that bad.
Have Horcoff or Gagner play between Hemsky and Penner and then have Cogliano or Seguin centre Brule and the Swede or Eberle and give them the most buttery, soft as a plump pillowy ass minutes you can and then pick up a couple of big tough minutes wingers for Horcoff or Gagner and you know what, with a fourth line made up of the plethora of guys they can choose from this team suddenly looks better, at least up front. Stone and Pouliot and Jones and Stortini and Potulny as your scrubs lets say.
But I'm not holding my breath. There's shit everywhere and I do mean everywhere.
Posted by Black Dog at 10:05 PM