December 30th, 2005 marked the day we started this little ditty. And we’re going to do some celebratin’. For the next little while, a few days…weeks…maybe a month, we’ll be doing some flashbacks.

Brief glimpses into the evolution of our little wack job of a home. Now, I’d love to tell you we’ll start with January of ‘06, but I can’t do that because my previous websitemanagementgeeknoreacharoundsoblemieuxlookingasspumpers lost everything as I moved over here to the Empire.

So our first flashback takes us to January 2007. Exactly two years ago today the San Jose Sharks became “the team we don’t speak of.”

“We Don’t Need That Kind of Team In Our Lives”/7 Jan 2007

60 degrees in your nation’s capitol (capital) this morning. All meteorological indications point to a sunny, joy-filled weekend. I’m rested after a long week, energized and all is right with the world.

That is if you can forget giving up a three-goal lead, allowing six power play goals, nine goals overall, leaving your goalie in for eight of them, and sprinting to the penalty box like it was a phone booth with free porn and you were a Pred fan.

The only saving grace many of us can claim is that we didn’t stay up to watch the carnage. Me? I learned of it driving to work. The display on my Sirius radio tuner flashed “Detroit 4, San Jose 9” and I thought it most certainly was a typo. Some drunken shift worker hit the “9” instead of the “0”. Nope. Got to work, opened up the Freep’s flashy new website, hunted and pecked to find the Wing coverage buried two-third of the way down the page (the print equivalent of placement adjacent to the classifieds) and threw up in my mouth a little bit.

And the best of the comments to follow that post? W2J2. I particularly like the final sentence.

IWO, If you think you are nauseated, you should have watched the game. After playing pretty well for 15 minutes, The Wings were totally dominated. It was men against boys. What did Wilson do? He changed goalies. Babcock should have copied Wilson and changed goalies after giving up 3 quick goals. This would have possibly changed the momentum of the game. But noooo…... he hung Hasek out to dry. Babcock does not seem to have a feel for the psychological flow of a game.

Posted by w2j2 from Alpena, Michigan on 01/05/07 at 09:10 AM ET

That one defeat haunted me for five months. I had nightmares about all those frigging power play goals, about the bad men in teal. Horrifying. All I asked for from providence and the sweet, adorable 8-pound, six-ounce baby Jesus was a reprieve in the playoffs. Anyone but San Jose.

My memory is so..foggy. But I do seem to recall that we met the Sharks in May, eh?

We’ll spin this little flashback wheel again tomorrow and see what we come up with.