Tuesday, December 6, 2011

Please let this be the kiss of death

So it was Geoff Molson's turn to let us know that everything in Habland is Honky Dory. The big cheese said that he has complete confidence in Jacques Martin, Pierre Gauthier and even Scott Gomez and that once Markov comes back, he expects the team to climb the standings and earn a playoff spot.

I like Geoff Molson. I really do. But I will have to respectfully disagree. This management team will never get us anywhere. Why? Because when you have this kind of team, a team that is not nearly as talented and the Bruins, Pens, Caps and Flyers, you need a head coach and GM that inspire. The only thing Jackie and Pierre inspire me to do is hang myself by my testicles. There is truly nothing I would like more than to be dead wrong about this, but I'm not ready to hang my dreams on Markov's papier maché knee and and Jackie's locker room speeches. I understand that given the circumstances, it's difficult to have expected more out of this group, but it's time to realize that we don't have to wait for the entire bag of shit to hit the fan before we make a change.

The Habs do everything with class. They honor their alumni like no other franchise in sports, they kick off the season with awesome montages (the turd of this October not withstanding) and they never call out anybody mid-season. But for Molson to publicly support Gomez borders on incompetence. Nobody says you have to bury him, but don't go out of your way to say what a great competitor he is and how he ain't going to Hamilton. Way to motivate him, Geoff. If he knows he's staying put and cashing his checks, what possible reason will he have to get out of this funk? Pride? Pride should've kicked in 65 shitty games ago.

Sometimes, you gotta get your hands dirty. You traded a top 2 defenseman (who is on pace for 13 goals by the way) for Gomez and his ridiculous contract. Stop being so worried about your reputation and fix it. You never know, people might respect you even more.

1 comment:

Steve said...

Mr Molson must be drunk