Hockey haiku. It's everywhere.
The other day, regular poster Jlo sent this one off the post and it went right over my head -- my personal McGuire mute button must've been on -- as he defended his defence of the excitable one:
That's not a haiku.
I stand by Pierre McGuire:
He knows his hockey.
And consider this, from last Saturday's helping of Bob Cole, who sometimes speaks in nothing but haiku:
How do you say it,
I asked, is it Chuck or Chook?
Now it's your turn. Spencer and I want your haikus, from the delicate to the blazing. (Yes, I know. This is not a new idea, but hey, we steal from everyone.)
We'll highlight the best of 'em -- if the response is good enough, perhaps we'll have one of our clean-off-the-desk giveaways to our favourites. If it's as good as I think it will be, it's a regular feature:
So bring 'em on now,
Like a McCabe blueline blast,
or Pierre, muzzled.
On to the linkage:
Last night's Crosby-Ovechkin game within the game is the talk this morning, Paul Hunter in Pittsburgh to note that "if the measure was artistic merit, the victor was the NHL." And this is just a hunch, but after yesterday's word from Mario, the rumbles to put Crosby on Team Canada are just beginning.
James Mirtle riffs off Spencer's Top NHL Lines posting from yesterday:
The line to watch of those listed is that out in L.A. Consider that Conroy wasn't even part of the line for the first 6-7 games of the season and you get a small idea of how good they've been the past dozen games. I'd wager they've been the league's best line over that period.
Interesting sidenote from Mirtle, too, out of last night's Rangers shootout win over Buffalo as the Sabres switched goalies during the shootout, after an injury to starter Noronen apparently got worse. That's their story, anyway.
Oh, and for Jiri Fischer new, check over in JABS.