Flu Season
I started back to school today, which means that right now I should probably be doing my reading or working on the presentation I have to do next week about Sir Hilary Jenkinson’s ideas on the appraisal of archival documents … are you still there? Believe it or not, Jenkinson is actually fairly interesting; however, it turns out he doesn’t quite have the ability to hold my attention when the Sens come along and do something silly, like beat each other up in practice or what have you, and then do amusing interviews about it on TSN.
According to Dany Heatley, the whole thing can be blamed on flu-induced crankiness. Moral of the story: it’s a really bad idea to mess with a sick hockey team. These guys will kick their best friends’ asses when they feel poorly, so what do you think they’d do to you?
Ray Emery offers a simpler explanation for the incident, saying that they’re “big boys†and this is just “sometimes how we sort things out.†… Riiiight. As a female person, my first reaction to witnessing these bizarre male bonding rituals is usually somewhere between Holy testosterone poisoning, Batman! and Aww, aren’t they just the cutest things ever. Either way, I think it’s pretty entertaining.
If McGrattan and Emery were women — we’ll say their names would be Brianna and Raylene, which has no bearing at all on this scenario but it makes me laugh — they would have resolved this problem through the obviously more civilized method of being really nice to each other’s faces while bitching constantly to their other friends, leaving poor Jasonna Spezza caught in the middle. That’s how the double-x set rolls.
But they’re not women, so Spezza, instead of being in a foul mood from being forced to make awkward attempts to mediate between two friends, seemed to be in typically Spezza-like good humour after practice today, and came up with one of those awesome soundbites that only he could ever produce:
We’re all brothers … it’s like when you fight your brother, you know, you’re heated in the moment, and then you laugh about it afterwards. Tomorrow those guys’ll be out to lunch together and lovin’ each other again I’m sure.
The guy has such a great way with words. Honestly, I sometimes wish I could just sit around and watch Spezza interviews all the time.