Love the Blues
Hello friends,
I'd like to thank you all for giving a few minutes of your time to consider loving the blues this year or atleast hating us less. We are a young hard working team that doesn't get a lot of national attention but are constantly striving to imprint ourselves on the hearts and minds of everyone who is a fan of hockey. We have a "determined style of play, a willingness to do what it takes, and an unsung level of talent that will lead us to greatness. We are an exciting hockey team that will always be worth coming back too.
Our team is built from the ground up after a disastrous sale and a tough lockout we are finally making our way back to the top. We have a group of young scorers that will look like great pickups in the last round of your fantasy draft. Backes, Oshie, Perron, Berglund lead the youth upfront, every one of those players is destined for greatness. Anchored by a third line consisting of Jay McClement the best defensive forward IN THE WORLD, with his good buddies Crombeen and Steen the Een brothers will wreck your scoring line. Our defense is anchored by the unsung yet steady hands of Barret Jackman and Roman Polak some of the toughest dudes you will ever meet. The raw Pronger like potential of Eric Johnson and the lovable Carlo Coliacovo whos ready to explode at any time. We will be bringing up fresh faces on the blue line this year like Alex Pietrangelo the best prospect in hockey, the workman that is Tyson Strachen, the enigmatic Nikita Nikitin, or the defensively stalwart Ian Cole. We have a management group that's dedicated to patience and doing the job right. There won't be any crushing year end explosions of the roster or boneheaded shortsighted transactions that leave the franchise crippled and coming up short like so many others. Our head coach is Davis Payne a guy who has payed his dues in the minors and is apparently the hockey equivalent of the manager from Metalocalypse, keeping the team on course and taken care of. We have all the tools necessary to become one of the best in the league.
Everything hasn't gone completely smoothly in our rise to the top. Last year was a setback for the team in wins, standing and scoring. There was a unsteady starts to the season brought on by third period collapses, weak play at home and just a string of bad breaks. It unfortunately cost previous coach Andy "The green goblin" Murray his job, who was replaced by the aforementioned Davis Payne to much improved results. The young players we had counted on the previous year took steps back in terms of scoring and unfortunately at times effort but though it was a stretch rougher than an detroit public street things started to look bright again. Its easy to swing opinnion on the matter too far one way or the other, are the team a bunch of bums who party too much and don't take the job seriously? Or are they a bunch of hard working young kids who had some poor luck and difficult times figuring out how to make it in the NHL? Next year we will find out.
We will make you love us. There will be no dark clouds this season no slow starts or questions about effort. The blues will march into the season the hard hitting, penalty killing, never say die team they are and have always been. Theres a reason Tony Twist and Kelly Chase are still loved in the blues. Barclay Plager was the far more talented brother but you know who still gets talked about the most? His brother Bob who would punch you in the head if you don't show respect. We have immortalized last second acts of fanatacism like the MLK day goal. The Monday Night Miracle will be remembered forever. Last year with 8 seconds left Carlo Coliacovo pulled a spinorama with our own net empty on a penalty kill to tie a game we eventually won in overtime. Shaking his hands in the air, the look of excitement on his face with the team rushing him. He had the look of the happiest man on the planet on his face. I will remember that game because Nabokov didn't knock the net off its post like Thomas did afterwards and Heatley wouldn't drop the gloves with Backes which would still result in a meme inspiring string of savage canadian beatings leading up to the olympics. Half our roster is or will be on an olympic team someday, go ahead and count, I'm not joking. We are the St.Louis blues, one of the most exciting and lovable hockey teams in all the land.
We have history and style, a love for singing about unsung heroes and a ton of statues outside our house. We are the guy that brings his own case to the party(the big 36s not the 24), we always brings something to the table and never take away. Though its true you won't see ESPN writing walls of text about us like our name was Boston, Pierre Maguire squealing our name on saturday nights, or Gary Bettman planning any major events in our fair town but we are worth your time and effort to get to know and come to love. While we still need to finish with more than 90 points this year to make the playoffs the bright side is that would have been good enough for 6th in the East. I hope you will give the blues a chance because we will always be first in your heart.
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My season starting post on why you should love the blues. I busted one of these out last year to try and convince Wrap Around Curl to join the team. It sort of turned out to be a post in general about why people should love the blues.
I decided I had to do one of these after my season ending farewell post just because I knew id have to keep sharp for gameday.
One month till the puck drops against philly.
He raged at the world, at his family, at his life. But mostly he just raged.
Just because Jay McClement is the best defensive forward in the NHL doesn't mean he should win the Selke.
by Icion on Sep 8, 2010 2:54 PM CDT reply actions 1 recs
Not even a cricket?
No criticism on my poor sentance structure or grammar? No excitement about the year that was? Not even a rotten tomato?
Are you not entertained?

He raged at the world, at his family, at his life. But mostly he just raged.
Just because Jay McClement is the best defensive forward in the NHL doesn't mean he should win the Selke.
No
But its wrecked for the Metalocalypse reference. If only we could somehow work Thunderhorse into our opening video this year…
Barret Jackman is my hero.
Fueled. These new shores burn. Shadow, my sweet shadow, to you I look no more.
Not even a rotten tomato LOL
Good entry post to kick off the 2010 season.
Last time I chucked a mater I almost incited a riot.
I’m at the local Renaissance Fair here in SoCal with the squeeze toy a few years back and we stumble upon a booth with a guy in a stockade and you get 5 throws with maters for like $5. I’m in with both arms by god. The guy throwing is a puss and can’t hit shit, the guy in the stockade just turns his head on each throw to avoid the mater. It’s only like 50 feet from the table to the stockade guy’s nose, perfect!!!
I get up for my 5 tosses, take a bead and hum one right after another, spaced strategically apart to cover both sides if the guy turns either way. Dude avoids the first one but takes the 2nd right in the ear.
Shit fire, this is like hustling the water dunk tank at the old Strassenfest in the Lou so I ask around if any suckers want to see it again. The dude in the stockade is pissed, he’s hollering it was a lucky shot and egging me on to try and do it again as mater drips out of his left ear. I toss an effus lob that he follows skyward and then rifle one straight down the pipe. He dodges the effus one and comes back around to taunt some more when the line drive catches his flush on the beak.
Dude goes ape shit, rocking the wooden beam restraints and bellowing at his fellow carny workers to let him out. I’m reaching for my last mater when the money taker dude tells me no more and waves me off. I cry foul and line up for #5 when the g/f grabs me and points to the growing carny worker crowd that wants to chat about me abusing their buddy. Fuckin carnies, always tossing someone who beats them at their own games.
We head out as they release the Hulk from his bonds and they have tackle him to get him calmed down. I wanted to blow a kiss goodbye but the stink eye from the g/f meant no nookie if I didn’t stop antagonizing mater boy..
I still want to go to that mater throwing contest in Spain when they chuck for hours in the town square.
Just a chew toy for the hockey gods
Read it this morning with
no caffeine. It was way to deep for that time of the morning.
Tonight—great job. Looking forward to the occasional between periods essay.
Hockey players wear numbers because you can't always identify the body with dental records.
It is the sweet, simple things of life which are the real ones after all. Laura Ingalls Wilder






















