November 01 2011 08:46AM
The Jack O'Lanterns are angry. And so am I.
Photo courtesy architectips.com
Today I continue my weekly feature of me venting and raging on stupid crap happening with the Canucks, their fans and around the NHL. Two things about feature... 1) It will appear (hopefully) every Monday, and 2) It is blatantly ripped off from a stand-up bit from comedian Craig Anton. On either point, I make no apologies. Enjoy. Or don't.
In this week's edition, Raffi Torres has got 99 problems and CanucksArmy IS one, I hate on the Oilers, and on myself for giving props TO the Oilers, and some more Hallowe'en stuff.
November 01 2011 08:27AM
Having digested the issue for twenty-four hours, read through the comments (many of them exasperating, many of them thoughtful) on my original post, and read the excellent takes on the issue by better writers than I in Bruce Arthur and Harrison Mooney, I figured I'd try and sum up my thoughts about a days worth of dialogue. After this I'll return to Canucks Army's regularly scheduled programming of dry statistical analysis and prospect interviews and such.
October 31 2011 12:44PM
Over the weekend I read a really interesting piece on whether or not the Canucks are "Tuning out Alain Vigneault" by Joe Pelletier. Joe is a hockey historian, a Canucks fan and an absolute must-follow on twitter, so go do that. While I very much enjoyed his take, I disagreed with it in some respects and I figured it would be worthwhile to elaborate.
Here's the meat of Joe's take (I've paraphrased to some extent):
October 31 2011 08:31AM
What qualities make up an ideal fourth liner in hockey? If you polled fans, words like grit, toughness, tenacity, energy, and aggressiveness would likely be tossed about. The famed Grind Line, featuring Kirk Maltby, Kris Draper, and Darren McCarty, helped Detroit win multiple Stanley Cups. All three wouldn’t have looked out of place in a third line role, but they fit best when skating together on Detroit’s energy unit.
October 31 2011 02:26AM
All Hallows Eve is here in all its glory, with children headed to the door this evening in search of treats their parents would never let them near any other night, and those same parents openly regretting the sugar rush they're about to bestow on said urchins. Of course, for those of you in between those ages, Hallowe'en is about other pursuits, and those are perfectly fine as well. As an aside, when did this copious skin baring business start in earnest? When I was in university in the early 80's, you'd only see someone in their knickers if you were dating them, and even then it was iffy ;-) I'm not complaining, mind, just attempting to fill the gaps in my knowledge base.
Anyhoo, let's get to it. In this aggregation of notes, the Leafs hit a roadblock in the nation's capital, the Oil are cruising for now, and Vancouver snaps out of their funk with a bang.