Sorry to do that to you (I’m sure you all noticed the site was locked out all week)
I was able to reach a deal with, well, me, and avoid losing the whole blogging season to a work stoppage, as in the end we both decided that we couldn’t afford the financial hit we’d take from missing that much time.
Besides, it’s not like I’m not going to use every opportunity I can take to post pictures of Murray Edwards indulging in his leather fetish which I’m not saying is true but I’m not saying a lot of things either, so there’s that.
Anyway, the NHL lockout sucks. I’ll keep writing during this whole atrocity, but it’ll be harder to do with a lack of hockey going on. Luckily for all involved, I’m relying on my own brain to get creative during this sad, unnecessary time to generate fresh and innovative content, now that I no longer have Dome Beers to rip off. Can’t see any downfall there.
Of course I’d rather be talking about how good Sven Bartschi is going to look in camp, or about how Carter Bancks will probably never play a game for the Flames but I love him anyway, or getting the opportunity to break out the patented Blairdometer more often, but them’s be the breaks.
We’ll get by, Loobians. All of us. We’re gifted young phenoms who cannot be denied, and our collective resolve will carry us through this dark time. Also drinking. That will help.
Stay tuned. Big things are happening. Not here. But somewhere, probably.
The Book of Loob
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