Daddy’s Home
I recently decided to take up hockey: I spend enough time watching it, so it seems like it’d be a good idea to try playing it. I also love skating, and am hoping to improve in that area. I’ve registered for a women’s class offered through my university. I expect to be playing in the NHL within a few months.
To participate in this class, I’m required to have a full set of hockey gear, so I went to buy my hockey pants this morning. I was very amused because there’s that commercial with the hockey players’ beauty treatments, and Joe Thornton is in there saying “Do these pants make my butt look big?” One pair I tried on had a picture of Joe Thornton on the tag, and they were much bulkier than the other ones. They did make my butt look big!
When I paid for the pants, the guy helping me asked where I was from. I told him, and the conversation naturally turned to the fortunes of the major sports team in that city. When I left, I said I would probably be back to buy shoulder pads on Friday, and I thought by that time John Paddock would have been fired from his job coaching the aforementioned team.
What do I see mere moments after arriving at home? Paddock fired as of about 15 minutes ago, and Bryan Murray is taking over.
While I feel badly for Paddock just because I generally think being fired and basically publicly humiliated sucks, this move pleases me. These guys seem absolutely lost, like they have no idea where they’re supposed to be or what they should be doing, and it’s not hard to see why when the same group of forwards never seems to play together for more than a few shifts. I don’t think the problems are entirely his fault, but I definitely do believe he’s to blame for some of what’s gone wrong.
Now, if the idiot squad will only respond to this change, that will just be bloody freaking awesome.
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