During the hectic split-second timing of a hockey game, this is a man who took time out to sit beside an old friend who was angry over waffles. His Maple Leafs fans were understandably impatient, but he said, "There aren't many left who care what happens to this team. I'd like this team to know I care." This is a man who said to his 19-year-old son, "There is no foundation like the rock of honesty and fairness, and when you begin to build your team on that rock, with the cement of the faith in the Hockey Gods, then you have a real start." This is not a man who could carelessly send our draft picks to the Boston Bruins. And that is the issue of this hockey team that makes all the other proble...
I didn't really understand exactly what had started until I started surfing the net a few days ago and noticed the countless flash images including waffles. When Francois Beauchemin was struck by the gorgeous, flying, delicious breakfast treat, ultimately introducing a hate waffle to an inconsistent Quebecer, it sparked a new revolution. It has since been growing as one of the single most entertaining fan uprisings in the history of sports, and, to be honest, it's fun.
So when George Prax and Mike Aldred of TheCheckingLine.com extended an invite to join their site and share my experience and insight on behalf of the team, I was honored. Thus, this is my first post here, and one of many, m...
'Twas The Last Game Before Christmas
'Twas the last game before Christmas, when all through the league,
Not a Leaf was scoring, not even Kris Versteeg;
The fans' hopes were hung on Phil Kessel with care,
In hopes that a 50...40....30?....20 goal season would soon be there;
The Leafs were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of playoffs danced in their heads;
And Burkie in his Snuggie and Wilson on his lap,
Had just settled down with each other's gifts to unwrap,
Out of Wilson's gift there arose such a clatter,
a perfect cure for a losing streak, an Atlanta Thrasher.
Away to the team he flew like a flash,
while Burke opened his gift, a defender that cost a ton o...
What better way to get into the Christmas season than by singing a Christmas Carol?
Final horn sounds, are you listening,
on the ice, waffles glistening
A miserable sight,
we're losing tonight,
walking in a bitter Leafland.
Gone away is the winning,
here to stay is the losing,
We sing a sad song,
as they do everything wrong,
walking in a bitter Leafland.
In the market we can find a forward,
Then pretend that he is Dustin Brown,
He'll say: Are we good?
we'll say: No man,
But you can do the job
when you're in town.
Later on, time expires,
as we dream, Ron Wilson's fired
then we face completely afraid,
the debacle Burke's made,
walking in a bi...
Like the name of a recent Keri Hilson song, it appears as if the Toronto Maple Leafs have reached a breaking point.
After a hot 4-0-0 start, which I long for the return to, the Leafs have cooled off big time. I was listening to some phone calls on the Fan 590 earlier today (something I never do at 8:30 am Newfoundland time) and it’s disturbing yet sobering. Depending on who you think is the goat in all this, be it Brian Burke, Ron Wilson, any or all of the players, or a combination of or all of the above, Leafs fans have a right to be very frustrated. Desperation is taking over. How can this be allowed, I don’t know. Let’s see… Since Dion Phaneuf got injured in a game against Otta...