HockeyRhetoric

The innocence of the Olympic hockey tournament is what really made it great. I imagine there are few honors greater than getting an opportunity to represent your country and by extension its people. That’s extra special to everyone, even the most hardened professionals. These athletes make millions every year and perpetuating that livelihood is what motivates them first and foremost but in the Olympics it’s different. It’s about the colors, the flags, the places they grew up in as kids and the people that live there now. » Read the rest of this entry «

This is going to be another one of those posts where I jump around like crazy. Don’t say I didn’t warn you. I promise a smile by the end though.

I’ve said this before but it’s worth repeating: I honestly don’t care what professional athletes do with their personal lives so long as they’re not engaging in activities that would lead me to believe they could be psychopathic. Don’t harm or kill people/animals, stay away from the heavy drugs, and avoid sexual situations that Chris Hansen takes interest in. That’s pretty much all I ask. Arrogance, narcissism, that type of stuff, I can live with. As sad as this may sound, I haven’t found narcissism to be all that uncommon of a characteristic. Why would I expect rich, sports figures to be above that? What does athletic talent have to do with emotional maturity? » Read the rest of this entry «

I had planned to finish up an entry after the game tonight. Then the United States hockey team set North America on fire. This was a huge night for hockey and I have a few things to say about it.

Before I get into the game specifically, I want to add a bit more to the NBC-MSNBC discussion. » Read the rest of this entry «

"Do you know what your problem is; you cared more about watching Sunday Night Football yesterday than you did about preparing for this lab."

I wanted to tell Leanne to go fuck herself but I managed to show some restraint. Provoking a fight with your lab partner five-minutes into a six-hour grind would have made an aggravating couple of hours even more hellacious. Leanne can sometimes be kind of a bitch but she’s cool. I’m quite familiar with her inability to keep her mouth closed. Most of the time, it’s great comedy but other times she oversteps her boundaries. We get along fine but neither of us really know one another very well. Definitely not well enough for her to be telling me what’s wrong with myself in a serious tone. » Read the rest of this entry «

With the Sabres slumping, the break for the Olympics is an absolutely welcomed one. I need to recharge my batteries. It will be nice to cheer for some new colors and some new faces.

As I watched the Americans get introduced during the Opening Ceremony in their God-damn turtlenecks – as if the world doesn’t hate us enough already – I realized how few athletes I recognized. Shaun White, The Flying Tomato, with his long flowing red mop was obviously identifiable. But out of the 215 people competing for the USA, he was about it. » Read the rest of this entry «