Must Reverse Hex After Erik Johnson Injury

No, curses are not real. There is not a supernatural explanation for why the Blues have not won a Stanley Cup and continuously see disastrous times immediately following good ones. Players are free to walk under ladders on the way to the ice, we do not fear black cats. But the sight of Erik Johnson limping off the ice and favoring the leg he already had major knee reconstruction surgery two years ago gave us the heebie geebies. And for the record, we don't know the extent or details of the injury yet other than it's his lower body and they've already called up Nikita Nitkinin for tonight's game against the Los Angeles Kings. We don't even want to think about what another serious injury would do to the franchise's only No. 1 overall draft pick. And no, there were no golf carts on the ice.

There is a dark cloud over this team with injuries and something out of the oridinary is needed to get rid of it. Consider this:

- Cam Janssen suffered a concussion in the first game of the season by his own teammate, Brad Winchester.

- Roman Polak slit his wrist on the skate blade of Sidney Crosby.

- Carlo Colaiacovo was given a concussion by Jordin Tootoo, one of the shortest players in the NHL.

- T.J. Oshie broke his ankle while grabbing a Columbus player for balance after the whistle during a half-hearted scrum late in a blowout loss.

- David Perron was taken out by Joe Thornton, returned to the game to score a goal and then hasn't played since because of concussion symptoms.

- Andy McDonald got tripped by a rut in the ice in overtime and slid face first into an Edmonton skate boot. He's seen stars ever since.

Now Johnson could be on the shelf after he awkwardly fell and got his skate blade caught in the ice. THESE ARE NOT NORMAL INJURIES. If a team had just a couple of these ailments, we'd say they've had some bad luck. This? This is a plague of fire and brimstone, rivers running with blood and plagues of locusts. And that list does not even incluse the run of the mill injuries like Barret Jackman's sore knee or Alex Pietrangelo's shoulder.

Desperate times call for desperate measures. We need to end the hex on the St. Louis Blues and we need your suggestions. When gallagher and I were talking about this last night, he suggested sacrificing a live chicken. I was thinking about an exorcism outside the Drinkscotch Center, but I don't know any priests that would do it and let us take photos or video. Average Joe said whatever we have to do, it must involve burning something. No, we cannot burn the rest of Detroit that isn't already smoldering.

So readers, how do we stop the madness? How do we change the Blues' luck before the team bus gets stuck on the tracks at a railroad crossing? Your paranormal suggestions are welcome. And who knows, maybe we'll actually try it.