Petshark: Talking Stick
Entries with the tag: sharks ice
Disgust. I was mulling that word over yesterday. I guess it breaks down to something like "distaste." It sounds like other things too. "To diss," as in "to disrespect." "Gust" is almost "gusto." So disrespect for gusto? That could apply to an NHL lockout. So could distaste, a response to a vomitous bad taste.
Friday the 14th isn't a significant date in itself, it was just the day of the last Captain's Practice at Sharks Ice before the old CBA expires, the last practice before the lockout begins. I don't know if anyone doubts it will come now. I feel like someone should throw a party, the way some people throw divorce parties. I'm not going to throw that party.
Finally some waiver news from the Sharks: Jon Matsumoto, Bracken Kearns and Danny Groulx were put on waivers, presumably so they can join the Worcester Sharks. Seems like they were slated to play there all along but at least it's a sign of life from the Sharks.
Monday morning, Sharks Ice
The fact that all the wrist bands were given out yesterday, and the fact that so many people were here Saturday, has been mentioned in a few places. Fan attendance is important, obviously, and a whole lot easier on the weekends for most.
Still no Vlasic on the ice, but reason to believe he is in the building somewhere. So, safe to assume he’s not carrying the plague or anything. Get well soon, Pickles.
This morning I asked a few of the fans some questions about who why and where… It seemed like the thing to do. I went looking for said people in the rink where the team was scheduled to warm up. Heemskerk and Sateri were on the ice early, working with their coaches. Shortly after 9 am, the rest of the skaters arrived and started with some short passing drills.
Chicken Little checking in from Sharks Ice.
The Czech word for the color orange is not the same as the word for orange the fruit. I find that curious. Similarly, I wonder how it is that I avoided ascribing any significance to Havlat wearing orange, then panicked when it did occur to me that it was odd, then took comfort in the news that the Sharks no-contact color is NOT orange, only to be flung back into a state of alarm by the news that Havlat is, in fact, not 100%. Yet. I guess orange doesn’t mean what I thought it did, and yet there it is, sitting right next to what I thought it was. It’s not fair, it’s way too confusing.
As I ran back and forth thus headless, more than one person told me to chill, that there was no need to panic. Intellectually, I know this. Viscerally, I can’t stop freaking out. It’s just too much information of the wrong kind.