Abel to Yzerman
I was a nervous kid going into Game 2 against the Dive. I was all jittery because sometimes I feel like I jinx us all when I go on and on about the Wings’ brilliance, setting us up for an emotional crash, a self-flagellating in the Philippines like line of idiots shuffling their feet, waiting in line to get into the Hasek Club Car.
I feel the same way today.
Yesterday, we took a kindly glance at Mitch Albom’s most recent bit of garbage…his manifesto on the attendance problems at the Joe. I’ll avoid blasting that little girl any more than we already have, because it’s an A2Y business rule to avoid redundancy again and again. If you’d like more of that, I’d suggest going to my displaced twin brother, Big Al at the Wayne Fontes Experience. Al and I agree on pretty much everything, which makes him a frigging genius.
His current rant regarding the Delicate Genius is absolute brilliance.
My point today though is that there’s an article in this morning’s Detroit Free Press—allegedly, the company that employs Mitch to write about sports—that he may find interesting.
I hate to pile on a fanbase in pain today, smarting from another coach dismissed due to utter failure against the Wings. But this is just too good to pass up.
GRAND JUNCTION, Colo.—An 18-year-old man went to the hospital after he was burned trying to steal gas, according to published reports.
The man peered into a portable gas tank with a cigarette lighter “to see how full it was” the Grand Junction Daily Sentinel reported.
The fumes ignited, and his clothes caught on fire. He had burns on his hands.
Thanks for the pointer, Tom. You’re a fine American.
Nope. Not talking about Dallas. But dem rednecks sure is sticking together. Anybody read John Glennon’s blog today in The Tennessean?
If the first round of the NHL playoffs earned notoriety for the so-called ``Sean Avery rule,’’ then this round of the postseason should focus on a ``Tomas Holmstrom rule.’’
Specifically, here’s what it should be: Any goal scored by Holmstrom gets automatically reviewed by the NHL.
When I was growing up, a young innocent impressionable Sailor-to-be in mid-Michigan, I liked Mitch Albom. No, that’s too weak. I read everything he wrote and I didn’t care about the subject. Read his books several times, the compilations of his columns. They were called “Live Albom” and I think there were four of them. I was a Mitch Albom fan and so were my friends. All of us avid followers of all Michigan teams.
We read his stuff on the young Yzerman-led Wings, Kirk Gibson, Joe Dumars and Barry Sanders. Ate up every word.
But then Mitch strayed. He strayed to tv and radio and piano and politics and descriptions of how he spent his Tuesday afternoons.
Oh, Bubba Sr. must be a little distressed today.
Stars Blog/Dallas Morning News
That almost felt like the series last night. Maybe because, for Stars fans, it’s the same ol’ same ol’ against Detroit. How do teams get that kind of gorilla off their backs?
In the back of their minds, maybe closer to the front, has always been the Turco Dilemma. He’s failed consistently against the Red Wings, a blight on a pretty good record. He can’t win in Detroit, in fact can’t even keep it close.
Update: “Sailor” should be capitalized. Baby steps Paul.
The sailor asked me to let you know he should be online around puck drop time.
Yes. I took a few days off. I deserved it. I was tired. Beat down. Physically exhausted.
But at least I didn’t have a dose of the Triple Bravos, eh Dive bloggers?
One note to the Dive fans out there, in the wake of a sweep and an utter humiliation at the hands of the team you love to hate because your neighbor tells you that it’s cool to do so: eat it.
Let’s take a little spin, check out the Diggers, the Dallas Diggers—one of them a former Detroit Deep Digger before he departed—and see what bloggers deep in the hearta are saying. It’s a frigging link fest is what it is. Speaking of, the port side round-to-round link section has been upated with all your Dallas pointers.
Well before Bubba became Bubba, Bubba was Dallas. But, that doesn’t mean we can revert back to the original Bubba. No. There can be only one, just ask Bruce MacLeod.
What do we have to look forward to? Well, there’s Turco and his “issues” with the Wings. That’ll be good for some family fun.
I’m tired. Tired of my wife kicking my butt in Wii bowling. To quote Appollo Creed, that’s very hard for a man of my intelligence to take. It is, however, what it is.
The solution? A Game 4 Live Blog set to yet another lyric from the greatest folk song of all time. A folk song that kicks the living hell, by the way, out of anything Bob Dylan ever did.
About Abel to Yzerman
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