If you do, you are in the minority of American sports fans. If there ever
was a convention of die-hard NHL fanatics, they'd have a hard time filling
the back room at Cheer's, let alone the FleetCenter – home of the
Boston Bruins.
I don't know who are
the bigger idiots, the National Hockey League owners or the players and
their union representatives. They're arguing over millions of dollars
in salaries and revenues. If the season doesn't start soon, their entire
existence is in jeopardy. And if this thing drags out to the point where
it's necessary to cancel the season, the NHL will be studied by future
generation the way Dinosaurs are now.
I'm not the sharpest
blade in the skate rack, but it doesn't take Ross Geller, or any other
Paleontologist to figure out that this sport doesn't generate enough support,
interest or commercial endorsement to survive a lost season.
You'd think these
millionaire owners would realize that. You'd think these millionaire players
would come to the obvious conclusion that a half a loaf is better than
none. The average salary in the NHL is $1.7 million. Not bad when you
play a sport that doesn't even measure a blip on the radar screen when
compared to the NFL, MLB or NBA.
In 1919, the Stanley
Cup was cancelled after five games with Montreal and Seattle tied at 2
wins, 2 losses and 1 tie. Both teams were part of an epidemic break out
of influenza. Anyone who's ever had the flu can understand.
If the experts are
correct, no teams will compete for the Stanley Cup this season. That's
just sick. There is no excuse for NHL owners and players not resolving
this matter as soon as possible. There's no reason they can't come to
some kind of agreement for the sake of the sport.
Then again, I really
don't care if there is a hockey season or not. Which is exactly what they
should be discussing at the next contract meeting; not salaries, not salary
caps, but who is going to watch when the players finally make their way
back to the ice.
I'll miss hockey about
as much as I miss "Friends." Hey, it was a nice sitcom, it made
me laugh, if it was still on Thursday nights at eight o'clock, I'd watch;
but if it's not on, I'll find something else to amuse myself.
This isn't baseball
or football. I'd miss baseball and football. I'd go as far as to say that
I'd pine for baseball or football. I read that this is the third "work
stoppage" in NHL history. Really? I don't remember the other two.
Do you?
I remember the baseball
strike of 1994. October just wasn't the same without two Major League
teams battling in the World Series. I remember the 1987 NFL season when
replacement players took the field for the first couple of games –
what a disaster. I remember the strike-shortened nine game season in 1982.
Sixteen teams made the NFL playoffs that year, and my team wasn't one
of them.
But I don't remember
the first two times that the NHL had a "work stoppage." And,
unless you have season tickets to the Devils and paint your face before
every home game, I'm sure you can't fill me in.
No baseball or no
football is tragic. No NHL season? It hits me about as hard as the series
finally of "Dawson's Creek" did. Sorry to see it go, but no
great loss. A league that was already hanging by a string should take
a long, hard look at the big picture.
Just about everybody
south of Niagra Falls can get through the day without watching a hockey
game. That fact alone should scare NHL owners and players into finding
some middle ground and settling this thing.
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