Monday, June 06, 2011
I'm not a big religion guy. Actually I'm not a religion guy at all.
I have a pal who lost his mom when he was just a young man and I think that informs his feelings about religion and the religious. He's not all that positive about it, lets just say.
I also know some pretty bright folks who have pretty strong faith.
I'm not one to sneer or smirk at religion although I have very little time for the true believers and fanatics. Then again that feeling extends beyond religion to politics and other realms.
But when it comes to the belief in a caring loving God, well, I haven't much time for the idea considering that babies get cancer and families get wiped out in car accidents and planes crash. What is it Van Halen said about God killing dogs? God shouldn't kill dogs.
And one other thing. He certainly doesn't care if you scored a touchdown or make the game winning basket. And He certainly doesn't give a shit if you clip coupons or not, which is what some woman said on a show we saw the other night.
A lot of angst over what has been happening in the finals, especially with the fact that first Raffi Torres and then Alexandre Burrows have played hero for the Canucks.
The Canucks have earned the hearty dislike of the fans of other clubs and even Ryan Whitney tweeted the other night that seeing the Canucks succeed has been a tough pill to swallow. Nobody likes them. They dive and chirp and they have a lot of players who play 'without honour' as Don Cherry would say. They remind me of a rival club in our own league that won it all this year. A bunch of assholes pretty well. Or with enough of them to make playing against them thoroughly unpleasant. Trash talkers, dirty with their sticks, the type of guys who act as if there are scouts in the stands, who don't realize that its a beer league and some of us (most of us?) have real jobs and families.
And they won it all. Fuck me.
That's the thing with the hockey gods. As I noted in a thread at LT's on Saturday night these gods are mischevious, cruel and have twisted senses of humour at best, much like the gods of Greek or Norse mythology who would seduce fair maidens and then turn them into bugs.
There is no justice or karma in hockey or in sports in general. Eddie Shore, Gordie Howe, Rocket Richard, Stan Mikita, Mark Messier, Bob Clarke, Bobby Orr, Scott Stevens, Chris Pronger, Patrick Roy ... the greats of the sport, the heroes, the ones who had great individual and team success, so many of them had vicious tempers and bent the rules and hurt other men with impunity and clear conscience. The Stanley Cup has the names of men like Matt Cooke and Claude Lemieux on it. They walk forever, as they say, despite their black and twisted hearts.
And its most likely that very very soon the names Burrows, Lapierre, Kesler, Luongo, Bieksa and Sedin (X2) are going to be carved on that old mug as well.
You don't have to like it but you had better get used to the idea.
Personally I just try and think about the names Torres, Salo, Malholtra and Higgins, hoping that that may ease the pain.
I also try not to think that Oilers' fans are now paying the karmic price for once having probably the greatest collection of hockey talent ever represent Edmonton. Because if you believe in karma or the hockey gods then things could actually get worse, if that's even possible.
Posted by Black Dog at 5:30 PM