For a while last night today, it looked as though you would be enjoying your morning ham and eggs with Evgeni and Marty.
If you are like me, there are stifled yawns and bleary eyes scattered all through the office, but damnit, was it not worth it?
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Ron Wilson needs to figure out that he gets paid to coach a so-called Stanley Cup contender while television reporters earn a living by asking the tough questions.
So, seeing how the San Jose Sharks are down 2-0 to the Dallas Stars in a West semi-final and TV ratings are peaking over at TSN, let's attempt to connect the dots to figure out who, as we sit here, is better at their job.
Close to three decades ago, my mother, like every other woman in North America, was caught up in finding out "Who Shot J.R.?"
Too bad that cheesy soap opera got their man back in 1980. I'm sure there were more than a few Calgary Flames fans looking for a little vigilante justice a few nights back.
Here's a shocker. Once again, the smiling face of Joe Thornton is plastered on milk cartons at breakfast tables throughout the Silicon Valley.
Hold on, not so fast. There may have been a sighting last night in Calgary. Yep. Game winner, final ten seconds. Cue the band.
There is really no in-between with Jeremy Roenick, nor has there been his entire career. You either love him or hate him.
But even those leading the anti-J.R. brigade have to admit that the San Jose Sharks are looking like geniuses for rolling the dice with the old man.
