Denial, anger, depression....acceptance.
It's been about a weeks since the Canucks got bounced by the Flames. I think I can talk about it now. Scoring with 5 seconds left in regualation of game 7 I thought we were destined to take it. The lame penalty call at the end of the first OT and the resultant OT winner early in the 2nd OT capped off a very disapointing year. The silver lineing of course is winning the division that should have been ours last year aswell. I don't really feel the need to talk about the playoffs because most of you saw it, in all it's technicolour horrorful glory. Congradulations to the Flames for playing the way you needed to beat us and for outworking us...althou that brand of hockey should be banned. They gotta come up with some sort of illigal defence. Clutch and grab hockey is cheap, and all a trap defence does is choke out the speed and creativity in the game. Basically everything that makes the game appealing.
So for next year. Hopefully we can avoid the injury bug (we've been lucky the past few years) because our lack of depth was revealed. And/or our allstar PF needs to avoid being suspeneded. We need another nasty crease clearing SOB. Allen can't do it himself. Pair Allen on the top pair with Jovo and stick SOB on the botom pair with Salo. Up front we gotta hang onto Sanderson, I'll drive Rucinsky to the airport myself. In net we gotta sign Clouts and give him one more year to prove that he can carry us to the Cup (while giving Auld a year to get ready to be #1) Three years in a row he's either entered to playoffs injured or has gotten injured. 4=the door. I don't think there's anyone available that'd be an upgrade on Clouts. The draft, we gave up our second round pick for the idiot Hedberg , our 3rd for Sanderson, and the 2nd we would have gotten for Umberger for the other idiot Rucinsky...and we'll be picking late every round. Oh and with the labour dispute there might not even be a season next year which means no NHL'ers in the Olympics.
After another almost sleepless night I decided to start my Saturday early. Thinking about my insomnia I figured that it started at about the time I had resigned to the fact that within the month that I would be a Calgarian. Everything was getting into place. Had a place picked out, had a line on a part time job to make some extra money while the paper took root. I was fixing up Tyra (my car) for it's one and only Journey over the Rockies (she looks about ready to retire). I was mentally deviding my assets (and spending alot of money on a second set of hockey gear) . I planned to come back and all but who knows how long commuting back and forth would last. At the begining of my second year in Seattle I had already decided to stop comeing back every weekend, retire from KP and truely start my life there. Each night I seem to be getting less and less actual rest and the four hours of troubled sleep last night was truely maddening. I didn't know how much more I could take. This morning I got the best news I could have asked for; for the time being it looks like I no longer have to move!!!! OMG. It feels like I won the lottery, well execpt for the money part.
If a mime falls in the forrest does he make a sound?
No rest for the wicked.
I don't know why, but I've had a bad case of insomnia lately. I don't get sleepy till like (last night it was 5 am) and then I wake up at 9 or 10 not being able to sleep anymore. I think it may be anxietys about this move to Calgary. Maybe it's because the Flames have the perfect brand of mind numbing trapping cluthch and grab ugly hockey that can neutralize the Canucks speed and posesion game. Maybe it 'cause I havn't gotten any since like february, dang I should be going blind any minute now! Maybe it's because I havn't been running very much because of my sore foot. For what ever reason I need to change a few things before I go permenatly mad! Unlike the temporary insanities that normally populate my week. Rhoel. Go Canucks Go!
So there I was, waiting for something significant to happen so I could finally begin my blog. If I write something that is uninteresting to me, why the hell would I want to read about it again some time down the road? Nevermind a third person voyeuring into my thoughts. "The first step to immortality is to first live a life worth remembering." I think it was Bruce Lee that said that. But, isn't there a saying that life is what happens when one is planning other things? So as I sat and waited apperently life was happening all around me. Since I'm a product of my envoirement I realised it's not about writting about me, it's more about what I witness and see. So instead of writing about the boring dude on the couch I decided to write about what he was watching on tv.
I love the idea of a blog. I did a similar thing with my e-mails of when I was in hawaii two years ago so I can at once keep in touch with the outer world to tell them I havn't fallen over the edge of the planet aswell as keep a running record of my experiences so I can ponder them again some time down the road. I got the idea from my cousin Lynn writting about her adventures of her year in Florida and up and down the coast. I used to love waiting for her next e-mail, kinda like the next instalment of an interesting book. With me looking more and more likely to move to Calgary for at least half of every month I saw the need once again for this type of thing.
This being Good Friday, I think now is a good time to start reflecting. And not in a shiney piece of foil kinda way.
