Friday, July 31, 2009
Cap Hit: $5,000,000
Duncan Keith goes to Joe/Detroit
Cap Hit: $1,475,000 (Damn you, Joe)
Jason Spezza goes to Brenn/CBJ
Cap Hit: $7,000,000
Jay Bouwmeester goes to Rob/Washington
Cap Hit: $6,680,000 (Librarians really aren't coming cheap these days, are they?)
Devin Setoguchi goes to Frank D/Pittsburgh
Cap Hit: $1,246,667 (Nice!)
Thursday, July 30, 2009
Cap Hit: $3,725,000
36. Evgeni Nabokov goes to Hockey Blog Adventure/Boston
Cap Hit: $5,375,000
37. Cam Ward goes to Sens at Land's End/Ottawa
Cap Hit: $2,666,667
38. Dany Heatley goes to Fear the Fin/San Jose
Cap Hit: $7,500,000
39. Alex Semin goes to Sports and the City-CLS/Toronto
Cap Hit: $4,600,000
40. Martin St. Louis goes to In Lou We Trust/New Jersey
Cap Hit: $5,250,000
41. Dan Boyle goes to Scotty Hockey/New York Rangers
Cap Hit: $6,666,667 (does he worship Satan?)
42. Dion Phaneuf goes to Life and Times of a Caniac/Carolina
Cap Hit: $6,500,000
43. Ryan Miller goes to The Royal Half/Minnesota
Cap Hit: $6,250,000
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
Because we're on the verge of passing out, we'll keep this brief: Laura is awesome. You can follow her work on Wazzupwitchu and she recently became a member of St. Louis Blues Gametime, the awesome and gigantic Blues blog for Sports Blog Nation. Congrats, Laura aka Hildy aka Hildymac, and thanks for your contributions!
Here goes... I was little, so there might be a few mistakes in there somewhere. But hey, who can remember back to when they were 8, huh?
Growing up in St. Louis, as anyone who is from there can tell you, there is one game in town: Cardinals baseball. Everyone eats, sleeps, and breathes it - the Post Dispatch would give a Cards/Cubs game bigger coverage than if the Mississippi flowed backwards again (look it up - swear it happened). The Cardinals and their ten World Series wins are the pride and joy of St. Louis sports, and while I will be a Cardinals fan until the day that I die, there's another team in town who I love just as much - and I don't care that they haven't won the Cup.
When I was probably 8 or so, and how this started is iffy, I began watching Blues games on TV. KPLR showed (and did so with some until last season) the Blues home games, and I guess flipping around TV I landed on one. When I was that age, well... that was the beginning of the age of Hull. Luckily I started watching during the end of the Hull and Oates team-up, so I got to see that amazingness first hand. I was fortunate to begin my tenure as a bona fide fan of the Blues during the era with CuJo (new CuJo, not shell of his former self CuJo), Shannahan, Janney, Mrs. Janney, MacInnis, and Hull. My strongest two memories of being a little kid and loving hockey are playing floor hockey with the dog - he was probably not a willing participant - by taping a 12 inch and a 6 inch ruler together as a stick and using one of his tennis balls as a puck; and watching the 1993 series sweep of the Blackhawks in the 1st round of the playoffs. I still remember, as clear as day, the front page headline of the Post-Dispatch: "SWEEP" - complete with a picture of a crying (and probably screaming... damn PMS) Eddie Belfour. I actually think that I have a copy of that still somewhere, though I'm not sure where it is.
My grandmother of all people got me started collecting hockey cards, as well as a subscription to Beckett's hockey price guide, which is a tradition I still continue with my monthly on-line subscription. This collecting of cards made me aware at a really young age of who the best players were, who the up and coming guys were, all their stats, and of course contributed to my unhealthy goaltender crush. I moved down to Georgia in 1993 which completely killed my hockey trading card addiction, as well as prohibited me from finding friends to whack street hockey balls against the side of the house. I only had my Super Nintendo, NHL '94, a Blues sweatshirt, and some autographs from Hull, Shanny, and CuJo to get me through those dark, horrible, hockeyless days until 1999 when the Thrashers showed up and I got to watch their first game, a 4-1 loss to the Devils, in person. I adore the Thrashers (as much as they'll let me) but because of where I'm from and the warmth that I associate with these early hockey memories of a childhood past, well, the Blues are my boys and are still my hometown team.
1. David Booth
Cap Hit: $4,250,000
2. Steve Mason
Cap Hit: $900,000
(For the record, I'd like to take 90 to 100 percent credit for the Mason pick. Damn me and my hasty e-mails. The Booth pick was all Whale4Ever, though.)
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
"28th" pick: Eric Staal to the Anaheim Ducks by way of Crash the Crease.
Cap Hit: $8,250,000
29th pick: Scott Niedermayer to the Montreal Canadiens by way of Posts for a Post/JC
Cap Hit: $6,750,000
30th pick: Simon Gagne to the Colorado Avalanche by way of Jibblescribbits
Cap Hit: $5,250,000
31st pick (first of the second round): Mike Ribeiro to the Avs by way of Jibbles
Cap Hit: $5,000,000
Monday, July 27, 2009
Update: Thoughts from Vance at Double Edged Sabres.
Sunday, July 26, 2009
21. John from In Lou We Trust brings Niklas Backstrom to the New Jersey Devils.
Cap Hit: $6,000,000
Saturday, July 25, 2009
Being that its fairly certain that these are the first hockey articles I ever posted, it might be fun to read these underdeveloped little pieces from an era in which it seemed that I might become a real journalist. (You'll probably see why that never happened).
So here's three posts, with a brief description and a self aggrandizing one-liner/excerpt.
1. "Here's Hoping the NHL sticks to its guns" (Published: July 25, 2005)
My Crosby-centric article written in the summer before the first pro-lockout season.
"After the New Jersey Devils shocked the heavily favored Detroit Red Wings in the1994 Finals with the awful-for-TV neutral zone trap, the league would see more "clutching and grabbing" than a North American Man/Boy Love Association convention. "2. "Younger, goonless NHL brings change from the ordinary" (Published: October 14, 2005)
Another article from the original post-lockout season, this one with a hysterical mug shot.
"Goons have been described as "dancing grizzly bears," but honestly, I don't want to insult the agility of those gigantic yet intriguing creatures."3. NHL Heckling Guide (Published: October 4, 2006)
Don't be shocked if this becomes one of next season's big features (the concept, not the rushed column).
"Do you hate old people? Then bring a walker to the AAC when the Red Wings come to town and heckle 44-year-old defenseman Chris Chelios."
And, eff it, since hockey and mustaches are inexorably linked:
4. Moustache Mania (Published: August 29, 2006)
So, I became editor in chief of a college newspaper. What do I do? Devote a huge center spread feature to the 'stache. Jeez.
"Judging from Josef Stalin's bushy moustache and Hitler's, well, "Hitler moustache" … it almost goes without saying that if you want to take over the world, you cannot put up a respectable effort while clean-shaven.Note: Sundaytainment will probably still be posted tomorrow, but it might be late due to expected hangover complications.
I mean, seriously, how can you expect to be truly evil if you cannot stroke your moustache and cackle with your minions? Even Saddam Hussein, a noted failure, acknowledged the moustache requirement.
Looking back, it's hard to wrap my mind around the sex symbol status of Moustache Hall of Fame member Burt Reynolds. Sure, I'm jealous of his bear-like hairy chest. I'm only human. But I don't quite understand the Reynolds phenomenon."
Friday, July 24, 2009
Cap Hit: $5,250,000
O-zone Impact: troubling
(OK, that's my last faux hawk joke. For today.)
Their ranking system is based on outbound links, so it makes sense that our contribution-oriented blog would be grossly inflated in their ranking system. Still, we thought this was shocking enough to share with you since it probably isn't something that will last very long.
The draft? Yeah, it's been kind of a big deal. Sheesh.
We cannot thank everyone who's contributed enough, as well as every blog kind enough to link to us. Please support and follow each re-draft GM's blogs, as well as the ones in our massive sidebar and the ones we carelessly forget to link.
We cannot thank you enough. Seriously.
Cap hit: $5,325,00
Thursday, July 23, 2009
Cap Hit: $7,450,000
5. Jonathan Toews to the Chicago Blackhawks (selected by All Hawks Hockey)
Cap Hit: $2,800,000
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
(It's a pun, you see.)
With the #3 pick of the Re-Draft, Cassie of Raw Charge takes ...
Henrik Lundqvist to the Tampa Bay Lightning.
Cap Hit: $6,875,000
Cap Hit: $8,700,000
Despite being way too much of a stud to blog like the rest of us, we're glad he does. Fear to Fin is a great San Jose Sharks blog. Make sure to check it out. If you don't, Plank will totally break your girlfriend's heart just because he can. Seriously.
A fact that will come as a shock to some of you (sans the WBT crew that has graciously made the move with me), I wasn't born a Sharks fan, nor was I even born in the Golden State. As is the standard with most Hollywood based storylines (you should see the clubs I frequent based off this FTF gig), it's best to dig in where it all began.
I was born on October 25, 1987 in St. Paul Minnesota, a state that is commonly known as The Land of 10,000 Lakes; lakes that receive a heavy dose of wear and tear during the long winters, humbly offering a simple yet eloquent medium for exercise and sport.
St. Paul, Minnesota. We think.
What better way to take advantage of Mother Nature than hockey eh?
The love for hockey woven into the veins of Minnesota made it easy for anyone to enjoy. The high school state tournament was a frequent destination for my father (who was born in Wabasha, the town where Grumpy Old Men was based), and at the ripe age of three he found it in my best interest to drag me along. How right he was. Details don't come easy at that age, but from what I can remember, the one thing that drew my attention was the culture of the sport. There's something magical about being physically cold- it forces you to emit heat from your heart through a smile or a wave at random passerby (something that may be considered a law in Minnesota). Coupled with the elegant speed of the skaters, viciousness of a body check, and general pandemonium when a goal is scored? A fairly easy choice, as I'm sure you all can agree.
From them on I was hooked, and rightfully so. The next week I purchased my first pair of skates and headed out onto Lake of The Isles to practice with my dad. We skated for what seemed like sunup to sundown (in reality it was probably an hour or so, and I doubt I was able to skate all that much), and came home to a piping hot plate of chicken cacciatore and rhubarb pie. Ah, those were the days.
Yes, this was placed here to make you hungry because we're cruel.
When the winter wasn't in full force my dad and I would play in the basement. We weren't strapped for money persay, but hockey was an expensive sport- I never got an opportunity to play it competitively. Regardless, in that basement it didn't matter at all. I would strap a pillowcase on each of my legs (mimicking the future of goaltending equipment quite well I must add- those things made the five hole look like a pinhole), a baseball glove in my left hand, a stick signed by Neal Broten in my right, and a laundry basket set up behind me serving as the goal. My dad would tee up socks, bunched up in balls of three, and fire them at me while I did my best to shut the door on his Stanley Cup dreams.
At night he would tell me stories about the great Phil Housley, probably the greatest player to come from the great state of Minnesota (and one of the greatest American-born players of all time); tales of watching him at the high school hockey tournament looking like a man amongst boys, how he played in the All-Star game at the age of 18, how his swift skating and rocket from the point was the thing scouts salivated over.
My favorite team was obviously the Minnesota North Stars (a franchise that has a rather peculiar history with the Golden Seals and San Jose Sharks- funny how things work out sometimes). My favorite player was Neal Broten and Mike Modano, probably due to my dad's influence. I vaguely remember the Stars magical run to the Stanley Cup Playoffs in '91, and was just beginning to immerse myself into the team when they packed up and left for Dallas.
It's one thing I'll never forgive, and frankly makes the Sharks rivalry with them all the more bitter for me. I sincerely hope they manage to worm their way into a playoff spot this season and finally get what they deserve.
Hell hath no fury like a six year old scorned.
After moving out to California, the groundwork for my impending fandom was set. My dad would take me to games on occasion, but unfortunately didn't quite warm up to the team in the warm climate of California. To be fair though, Owen Nolan's inclusion onto the Sharks roster got me lots of tickets at The Tank. I guess it's not too hard to enjoy a player that has the ability to ignite a fanbase like number 11 would continue to do during his career in San Jose.
If I had to name the most visceral moment as a San Jose Shark fan it would be game three of the 06' series with Edmonton- not due to it's heroics, but because of how helpless it made me feel. The Sharks were about ten minutes away from taking a 3-0 strangehold on the series when Chris Pronger tied the game. Two overtimes later some hack puts it past Tosk and the Sharks melt down. I think Big Joe hit about two posts that game as well.
Not the most pleasant memory, but it's the one that burns the brightest.
In summation, my hockey history has been one that has had a great beginning and looks to have an excellent future. Although the summer sun is soaking the skin of co-eds across California right now, the drab and dreary clutch of winter is where I feel at home.
Is it October yet?
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
1. Alex Ovechkin
Numerous brownie points will be awarded if anyone can come up with a decent Photoshop of Ovie in a Flames jersey. (send it to firstname.lastname@example.org)
Message board post
Monday, July 20, 2009
A few ground rules:
1. No porn/awful photos of dead people/creepy personal attacks on others. We figure that isn't necessary, but just in case .... you don't have to be adults just use some common sense. Please.
2. There's a mild safeguard on the PICKS board, but we'd still like to plea with you to keep that section "professional."
3. Don't think we're fun killers, though: feel free to have fun in the General and "Snark" sections. Fun does not equal [insert stuff that falls into #1], though, amigos.
ANYWAY, we're still hashing out some more details but if you're drafting, sign up. If you'd like to observe, the enjoy!
Sunday, July 19, 2009
(That being said, expect an Earliest Hockey Memories post on Wednesday, an NHL 10 Wish List post on Thursday and another entertainment related post on Sunday among random bits.)
ANYWAY, since this idea is more than just our baby, we thought we'd pick the collective brains of voters and readers alike. Since we have become weary of Internet based voting since Rory Fitzpatrick got boned by the NHL and Mike Komisarek was a starter in the All-Star game, cast your "votes" in the comments.
Keep in mind that CLS elections could, in fact, be rigged. Nonetheless, share your thoughts. Perhaps they will even be considered (evil Newman-style cackles).
Proposition #1: Salary Cap
Since we are known for being Salary Cap Dorks, it is our strong preference to have a ceiling for how much imaginary spending will be allowed. However, we are lenient tyrants and will bump the cap ceiling up to $57 million. (OK, it's more about our hatred for decimals but don't complain)
One thing, though: don't worry about your team's budget. We don't need TOO much reality within our fantasy draft.
Proposition #2: Measurement of Judgment
Right now, we're thinking that teams could be assessed via a few methods:
1. Performance in a single simulated season of NHL 2010 (and maybe NHL 2K10 if 2K sports sends us a T-shirt HINT!).
Grease the wheels, 2K Sports, grease the effin' wheels.
2. Pure, simple numbers like points/assists/goals/plus-minus/Russian supermodels shagged.
3. Super in-depth formulas from some of our favorite hockey stat heads, if we can stop giving them Indian burns and pink bellies.
4. We could also do it like College Football does it: have head coaches (aka our armchair GMs) get their interns to rank opposing teams. Obviously, you wouldn't be able to rank your own. Just think of all the bribery (none) and corruption (lots) that will ensue! Eureka!
5. Teams could be judged/lampooned/showered with praise by a nebulous panel of sexperts.
Why don't you assign my KNUCKLES a Corsi rating?
Proposition #3: Method of Drafting
This one's going to be decided largely "behind the scenes" but why not give you all a chance to express your opinion? Here's a few methods we're pondering with a quick pro/con:
1. Live draft:
Pros: Quick, most like a "real life" draft
Cons: Coordinating 30 schedules = agony, some people might not get to make their picks
Pros: Everyone gets to pick, no immediate reactions of laughter and mockery for picking Peter Forsberg in the 5th round
Cons: Could take FOREVER, no immediate reactions of laughter and mockery for picking Peter Forsberg in the 5th round
3. Message Board/Scheduled picks
This would be sort of a hybrid of the two ideas. Have a scheduled time when someone makes the pick, but be a little more flexible with WHEN they can make it.
Pros: Everyone gets to pick
Cons: Unless they miss the deadline
Pros: In which case they will receive Dan Cloutier or Roman Cechmanek. Mouhahahaha.
Anything we haven't thought of yet? Do tell!
So, what do you think, folks? Express yourself in the comments.
* Sorry, we're painfully white.
"Loveless" by My Bloody Valentine (1991)
"Daydream Nation" by Sonic Youth (1988)
For the love of Christ, "Daydream Nation" came out MORE THAN 20 YEARS AGO. That's just embarrassing.
Apparently, these two albums are classics. Hugely influential pieces of work that have changed the lives of thousands of music obsessives. "Loveless" was such a masterpiece that My Bloody Valentine's neurotic ringleader went into Axl Rose-ian seclusion while he was trying to compile a followup album. Yet, these two albums were a complete mystery to me just a couple months ago.
Perhaps a semi-mulligan can be applied to My Bloody Valentine. The group is still something of a "cult" favorite and their band name receives two strikes from a) sharing the title of a shitty horror movie and b) resembling the band name of a group I truly cannot stand (My Chemical Romance).
My Bloody Valentine
The same can't be said for Sonic Youth. The band has a great name. They're noisy and have indie credibility. Hell, going back to seventh grade I remember discussing them with an older blonde girl and they still didn't even generate a SPARK of interest. (My favorite bands in those days were Soundgarden, Beck, Sublime and semi-regrettably, Aerosmith).
Despite all the love out there for these two groups and their hallmark albums, I had never heard more than a note from either of them. After one night of scouring Pitchfork Media, there was an endless list of music to try and even with some really great modern stuff, two albums released when hockey wasn't even on my radar were the ones that ended up striking a chord.
The crazy thing is that both sound "fresh" despite their release dates. With "Loveless" the brilliance hits you just about the second the album starts: "Only Shallow" is a noisy, beautiful song that will help you decide quite rapidly if My Bloody Valentine is right for you.
Perhaps my musical palette lacks sophistication, but despite exposure to all kinds of different sounds I'd never heard anything quite like MBV. It's odd: the lyrics are genuinely incomprehensible, yet the sounds are often in my head in an endless loop.
With Sonic Youth, the allure is a little bit different. While "Loveless" roars out the gate like Alex Ovechkin in the open ice, "Teenage Riot" starts things off much slower. (Please be patient with the video, which must have been put together by the same person who edited early-90s episodes of "The Real World")
There's a great mixture of noise and elegance in both of these bands. Perhaps it's my inner ADD-addled child, but music needs to be ever-changing to keep my attention and both bands tend to accomplish that quite nicely.
Naturally, there are many music experts and passionate fans who expelled much ink and column inches expressing what makes these two bands (and albums) so great. There isn't anything my simpleton stance can express that they haven't.
(It is odd, though, that I fell in love with these albums right as these two groups came through Dallas ... in MBV's case during their first tour in ages.)
Ultimately, it's kind of like how NBC tried to pitch re-runs as "new to you": sometimes an album can feel as fresh in 2009 as it did in 1988 (or 91). "Loveless" and "Daydream Nation" do just that.
Saturday, July 18, 2009
Anaheim - Crash the Crease
Atlanta - Blueland Chronicle
Boston - Hockey Blog Adventure
Buffalo - Vance (right?)
Calgary - Kent from Five Hole Fanatics/ Matchsticks & Gasoline
Carolina - Life and Times of a Caniac
Chicago - All Hawks (Clare)
Colorado - Jibblescribbits
Columbus - Brennan
Dallas - Defending Big D
Detroit - Joe (right?)
Edmonton - Strange Deadfellows
Florida - Litter Box Cats
Los Angeles - Rudy Kelly
Minnesota - Chris Kontos
Montreal - JC
Nashville - Section 303
New Jersey Devils - In Lou We Trust
New York Rangers - Scotty Hockey
Phoenix - Five for Howling
Philadelphia - Paul Hinrichsen
Pittsburgh - Pensburgh
San Jose - Fear the Fin's Mr. Plank
St. Louis - Laura from Wazzupwitchu/St. Louis Game time
Tampa Bay - Cassie and/or Raw Charge
Toronto - eyebleaf/Sports and the City
Vancouver - Vancity Canuck
Washington - Storming the Crease
Did we leave anyone out?
Friday, July 17, 2009
At some point in the wonderful Twitter process, the idea began to grow larger: how cool would it be if we did a "Fantasy Draft" with bloggers posing as team GMs (or ... something to that effect)? While the discussion seemed pretty enthusiastic, the exact details are still a little hazy. We're not sure if it would be better to do it through e-mail, some sort of live draft or what.
Some people have already shown some interest, but we thought we'd throw it out there before sending out spam e-mails and what not. Would this be something you'd find interesting? Perhaps you'd like to get involved? Feel free to use the comments as a forum for brainstorming and send us e-mails (email@example.com) if you'd like to be involved.
Is this something you'd find entertaining?