Saturday, November 18, 2006

We Needed the NHL Pornstar, Why?

the ducks, up until recently, have been fantastic this season. but, to be honest, we love them even when they suck... and, in past seasons, boy have they sucked. sometimes, though, it's the moves made off the ice that make us cringe more than the ones the on ice.

remember that stupendous trade anaheim made with san jose in 2001? teemu selanne for jef friesen and steve shields. yeah, they gave up teemu for steve fucking shields. it was truly a moment of brilliance.

trading away todd fedoruk (injured or not) and wiggling around to get george parros is a bit like dropping johnny depp and replacing him with ron jeremy. yeah, i'm sure the product will be just as good. seriously. the fact that fedoruk could fight, AND skate, AND even find the back of the net once in a while should not detract anything thing from parros. after all, the guy moves with the agility of a hippo and scores as often as screech did on saved by the bell.

oh, yeah, he can fight.

don't get us wrong, fighting serves an important function in hockey, but the days of the goon are over. players are rennaissance men. they can do more than use their faces to block the fists of others.... look at shawn thornton's admirable performance while he was called up. thornton has game. parros has a mustache that calls for tube socks, gold chains, and "bow-chika-bow-bow" music in the background.