Showing posts with label pick a number. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pick a number. Show all posts

Saturday, September 6, 2008

Lesson in Futility? Part 3: The First Round Pick

The first number picked by Youppi was 1245. Yes, that's right. Almost ten numbers before mine. I was ushered into the first round with a few other happy Habs fan. And what a day! The traffic was nice, the Metro worked, the weather was...ok (hot, humid, grey...my hair was not happy so I shoved them into braids). So, pessimism aside, I got my two tickets in the Victory Pack which will be split between myself and a family member (mostly my younger brother Ben, who's birthday falls on the home opener). This will also be the first time I have ever seen the Habs live. I mean the last time I went to a game was an Old Timers, and that was at the Forum! I felt so lucky I went and bought a 649 lotto ticket! Let's go 04-19-20-26-29-42! I even high-fived Youppi I was so happy. So if the Habs win a game while I'm there I get a free ticket of their choice. The pack itself included two pre-season games (Senators and Panthers) and three regular ones (home opener with the Pooh Bears, and then the Islanders and Sabres). The last ticket is the day after I get my condo too so I might have to miss the Bulldogs game.

Soon I will be able to present a "View from the Greys", which I assume will be a lovely sight of the 24 Stanley Cup banners and retired numbers. Section 316 here I come!

Friday, September 5, 2008

Lesson in Futility? Part 2: Fuck you, Metro

Murphy's Law states that things move slower when you want to get somewhere on time, right? That's the way the Montreal Metro rolls. I managed to hop on the metro at 7am after the train on the opposite track sat there for a good 5 long minutes. Of course, the service had apparently slowed on the Orange Line. Bottom line, public transportation sucks. Technically, I hate when I needed to depend on someone else to get somewhere... Unfortunately, there's no other way for me to get to work.

Despite being thwarted by the STCUM (as usual), I did manage to enter work at 7:30 and made up for the lost time by "working" over lunch. (I put that in quotes because there's nothing to do right now, since we're pretty much finished the project). So I did get to the Bell Center at 4. And wow, people love sitting out in the hot hot sun all day. Thank god there was a strong wind around the corner. Never the less, I'm bracelet number 1256 out of 1500. Mission accomplished.

Will N31 get a good place in the lottery to get those tickets she's hoping for? Or will this debacle end in tears? Stay tuned...

Lesson in Futility? Part 1: Flex Time

Flex time is a wonderful perk. It's what allows me to (attempt to) wake up a quarter to 6, bypass all traffic, hopefully sail smoothly through the metro (minus suicides and fires), enter work at 7ish, and then leave at 4ish (especially if I work through lunch). Yes, this is my plan to park myself in line at the Phone Booth and hope I'm one of 1500 people who will receive the numbered bracelet so I can (hopefully) return Saturday morning with the intent on purchasing two package tickets.

This is all very hypothetical since a) the bracelet doesn't guarantee anything and b) Habs tickets have been sold out until the end of time itself BUT there may be a chance and I figured what the hey, let's try it. Ben's birthday is October 15th, the home opener. So let's see how this turns out. Stay tuned!

Friday, August 29, 2008

How do you solve a problem like Patrick Roy?


Wink.

There's speculation about raising #33 to the rafters. While no one has really confirmed it, the media is treating it like it's a done deal. Personally, though I grew up with the man in nets talking to his goalposts, I don't know if he belongs up there. On one hand I say yes. He really pushed and popularized the butterfly style which is the mainstay norm of goalies today (even though he wasn't the first to use it). He racked in the Jennings (with Hayward) and Vezinas, the Conn Smythes and brought the team to win ye olde Adams Divisions a few times. He was also the first real star of a goalie the Habs had since Dryden retired, bringing two stanley cups and bringing the team close to a few more. There are other reasons involving a rookie goalie saving the franchise, stats, playoffs elevation, etc. Of course there's also his charity work, and you can say what happens off ice really should hold no ground...right? He's only human, right? But on the other hand I say no.

Whether the blame should fall on Mario Tremblay/Ronald Corey/Rejean Houle or not, unfortunately most fans remember his "last game" in Montreal before storming off to the Nordalanche. As a goalie, yes, it's hard to get shellacked in a 12-1 loss. Goaltending is the most unique and often embarrassing position to play. But instead of breaking down, he should have held his head high and shoved it back in Tremblay's face. (Afterall Tremblay never liked the guy. Ever). And where was the team in that terrible game? Of course, ask anyone and his character will come up. He's no Carey Price or Cristobal Huet, who would suck up a 6-1 loss together and just continue on to try and do better the next game. Roy was indeed a hot head with a rather large ego, but you could probably say that for most athletes in such a competitive sport. This is, after all, the guy who led Team Canada to a bronze medal loss while refusing to let backup Martin Brodeur play.

But then there's the middle ground. Should the Canadiens let bygones be bygones and raise the number, it would be the definite olive branch to mend those past wounds held not only over the organization but the fans. Yes his actions brought shame to the Tricolore, and the recent events involving his son don't really help...but ask any kid growing up from the 80s and they'll tell you Patrick Roy was the best there was, and not just as a player. Besides, no one appears to dare to wear his number since he left, as if it were retired behind the scenes. (Yea yea, the Avs already retired it). May as well make it official.

So what do you do? If anyone can solve this, it could be mr. reasonable Bob Gainey (though I've no idea who decides what number to retire). But with the ghosts of historical greats like Bill Durnan or Toe Blake seeking a number raise, particularily in the Centennial year, does Roy warrant it this year? Maybe CBC could one-up the BBC and make a new reality show on it. Oh, right, they only worry about the Leafs.