The season has been over for a while. The minute the Habs were 10 points away from 8th spot, we all knew it was over. We still held on to tiny shreds of hope; the Rangers win, the Detroit massacre. But the past week is undeniable proof that they are done. At the end of the day, these guys are human. They see the standings and they know it's over weather they win or lose the game they are currently playing. Losing by shut out at home for wat seems to be the 10th time already and dropping a 3-1 lead to the team you are chasing are signs that not only the team is done, but that they are completely uninterested in even playing for pride. They want to go to bed and wake up at training camp. And to tell you the truth, so do I. This season is a write off. And you know what? Timing is perfect.
The city always seems to be split on the idea that the Habs can rebuild. Tanking is never an option for our crack squad managers so this ends up working out perfectly. These guys are actually trying to win and fail miserably every time. Everybody is happy. Guys like me who want to unload talent to get a top 3 pick are satisfied and the morons who think the Canadiens are above the rebuilding process can kiss my ass. It all works out.
Today is the Superbowl. Traditionally, the Canadiens are always fighting for a playoff spot this time of year. People pack up the Bell Center and then rush home for the big game. This year, the people in the building will be there because they couldn't unload their tickets or because they promised their kid they could go to an afternoon game.
So the message I have to our players is this: We see that you don't care enough to give us a good show for the hundreds of dollars we spend to go see you, so go fuck yourselves. Play in front of 8,000 people. Walk down the street in anonymity. Basically, we'll make this like playing in Florida but without the beach. And the sun. And the bikinis. And the palm trees. And the tax breaks. And Sawgrass Mills.
And then, when it's all said and done, we'll trade you to Columbus, Calgary, Minnesota, Buffalo or Edmonton. Where it's just as cold, 100 times more boring and the playoffs are just as much a pipe dream. This way when you'll go to the grocery store, instead of being mobbed like a rock star, you can be asked for the time by an 86 year old lady.
Our management team may suck. Our coach may be inexperienced. But you jerks are professionals with huge paychecks.
How 'bout you act like it.
3 comments:
Nicely done rant.
There is the old cliche about having "heart" and it's more than obvious that this team doesn't have it. Some players do, like Georges for example, but overall? There's nothing really there.
I felt so bad for those people there yesterday. A fortune down the drain for dreck.
The pace of the Washington game was fast, all the players are good now, and great is a splt second better, it a very tough league when you dont have a superstar skater. Lately only D, Cole and Patches have been ahead of the clock. There is a great team here, so lets play that team the rest of the year and all the synapes challenged lead recycle for prospects and draft picks. Then hope like hell Avistin, Tinordi and Beleviu can beat time.
@Steve: What about the pulp and paper industry? Doesn't it also have sweaters to feed their hamsters with? Remember, it's not always about megapixels.
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