A short post about leadership

Lead, transitive verb: (1): to direct the operations, activity, or performance of <lead an orchestra> (2): to have charge of <lead a campaign> (3): to suggest to (a witness) the answer desired by asking leading questions b (1): to go at the head of <lead a parade> (2): to [...]

F–k rationality, it’s an ode to Darren Helm

This post should absolutely be a scathing indictment of the media’s swine flu coverage. It could also easily be a heart-wrenching opus about how Manny Ramirez testing positive for steroids crushed whatever was left of a little boy’s love for baseball. Poking fun at Jack Layton’s Star Trek outfit or writing an incredibly offensive parody [...]

Winners Never Quit

One of the easiest things to do in life is to say ‘fuck it’ and walk away. Things ain’t happening. You get the short end of the stick. You keep shooting and nothing goes in. It goes in and then it doesn’t count. You show up on time and the bus breaks down. Do a [...]

Pick on the Red Wings, not Detroit

I wrote a post the other day that drew a little bit of attention to our little corner of the internet. Who would have thought that unleashing amusing insults about another hockey team and finding great YouTube clips of players you really like would receive more attention than an earnest discussion about the future of [...]

You can’t save something by chopping it into pieces

Soon we will return to juvenile rants about why the Detroit Red Wings are God’s gift to hockey. And whooo boy, they sure look the part these days.
It is, after all, springtime, and this is what we do every Spring.
But first, I read something today that helped clarify an idea I’d been wrestling with — [...]

Frodo Baggins explains why the Sharks are losing

“It’s a dangerous business, Frodo, going out of your door,” he used to say. “You step into the Road, and if you don’t keep your feet, there is no knowing where you might be swept off to.”
Yeah … this is an essay about JRR Tolkien, the hero’s journey and how it applies to flameouts in [...]

NHL Poetry: First-round playoff edition

We’re in the playoffs, primed for a cup or a monumental choke job – there’s really not a lot of middle ground for the Wings anymore – and it’s time to make some predictions, through everyone’s favourite forms of lazy-man poetry, the haiku and limerick. When we get to the second round, I promise, I’ll do sonnets.

Get off the fence, Victoria (aka hipster travel writing)

I love nature. Hell, I’m a farm boy at heart, no matter how antsy I might get after going more than 36 hours without being able to check my email. I could wax poetic for several paragraphs about the power of clear skies and green spaces and the sheer, absolute wonder that some of the [...]

Well, I’m back

It’s been a while. And that’s on me. For a multitude of reasons. The games that are supposed to be dirty had either peaked, gotten so filthy that it wasn’t fun anymore or were … well, just too depressing for words.
It’s pretty hard to top the combination of vacuous journalism, political intrigue and stump-dumb citizenry [...]

Locked. In.

You can see it in their eyes.
It’s the best part about watching sports. Or watching politics. Sometimes — and it is rare enough that it should be treasured — a person who makes their living in the public eye goes to a place where they are simply beyond the competition. Other people do it, too [...]