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Roller Coaster Aflame?

The greatest fans in the league, the C of Red, were treated to a spectacle of beauty versus the 2010 Stanley Cup Champs, the Hawks of Black. One can almost guarentee they will come out with their oars dragging, slowing down the Good Ship Saddledome their next time out. Is that because they play good, then crap, great, then shitty, inspired, then indolent and so on and so on like a Calgon commercial….? Perhaps I have spoken too soon?

I’d like to thank Kelly Hrudey for his tirade on HNIC recently where he lambasted the lovable Rene Bourque to no end. Actually, the end of the segment was the only thing to subside the verbal drubbing taken by Bork Bork Bork. While little has been said publicly other than his disappointment with the comments, a Flame of sorts has been ignited in his six pack. One may even say that his “passion meter” has been turned back on. Rene played both ways, skating like a young Phil Bourque and has the naysayers feathering his nest once again. It seems silly to think the media should have to inspire such proud and coddled athletes, but at the end of the day they put their tailored, and sequined pantalons on one leg at a time, just like the rest of us; the moo-moo frocked crowd is exempt of course.

The Flames played a full 60 minutes and came out with a pronounced 5-2 win. the Facebook and Twitter pleas for overhauls, massive trades, and such have been boisterously silent. A state of calm has appeared and the coolest heads have prevailed. The general concensus was that a younger, faster, and more exciting team was iced Thursday evening, Cory Sarich not withstanding. Chris Butler looks like a young Sam Elliott with his flowing duster, Horak and Byron are dashing about like Loob and Mullen of the mid 80’s, and TJ Brodie has been showing Paul Reinhart like fluidity as he’s resurrected his early season struggles.

The one player that can’t seem to ignite is the one and only, Jarome Tig Elvis Iginla. There are more names, but these are enough. A steady diet of “meh” has been the fruits of his labor, and the questions are still there. He clearly needs to get back to what has worked in the past. Get in the open, fire a laser top shelf. But just as i’m sure to be hated by Hater Nation, he will start potting the snipes on a more metamucil-enhanced basis. If Glencross, Bourque, the young studs and the amazing Miikka can hold down the fort until then, we’ll indeed be staring a playoff position in the stink eye come April. If all else fails we can always steal the mantra of our dull-witted friends from the North, “We got to draft a higher draft pick”, (take note the double entendre) though clearly we are looking for a higher place in the standings…

(Humming The Littlest Hobo Soundtrack)

Scooter Makarov

P.S. I love Jay Feaster even though he doesn’t contact me for my insight…

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Oh my Gosh!!! I can’t forget my last trip on the Sydney theme park. It was last month of 2011 when I was 21 and ride Roller Coaster. It was very entertained and enjoyable so far for me. Thanks! smile

Posted by Elwood Robert on 07/03/12 at 09:12 AM ET

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