Monday, July 6, 2009
Getting Paid To Play A Game, Fer Christttsakessss
Douchebag: see above.
See also, Dany Heatley.
You know, if I had killed a teammate because I was driving like a mook in a sports car that I had no business owning in the first place, I might try to change my ways. Demanding a trade, going to the press about his thoughts on the coaching staff, and just acting like a dumbass elevates Heatley to pure douchebag status. Who the fuck does this guy think he is? The sooner he blows a knee and is relegated to a beer league in Ireland (top o' the mornin', Theo Fleury!), the better off the NHL will be.
Just read that Matt Hunwick filed for arbitration. My my, they must have left something in his body cavity when they removed his spleen.
Let's review: He's played 66 games in the bigs. He has 28 career points (6 goals, 22 assists) and 35 PIMs.
And he files for arbitration.
ARE YOU FUCKING SMOKING SOMETHING, YOUNG MAN? DO YOU REALIZE THAT YOU'RE GETTING PAID TO PLAY A FUCKING GAME? DO YOU REALIZE THAT ALTHOUGH YOU HAD A DECENT LITTLE RUN LAST YEAR, THAT DOES NOT DEFINE YOUR FUTURE? DO YOU REALIZE THAT YOU SHOULD JUST BE HAPPY TO BE PULLING ON A FUCKING JERSEY? MAYBE YOU SHOULD CALL JONATHAN GIRARD; HE COULD MOST LIKELY TALK SOME SENSE INTO YOUR STUPID ASS.
(Note: for those unfamiliar with Girard, he was a promising young Bruins defenseman that had finally cracked the Bruins roster, only to have his career ended when an off-season car accident shattered his pelvis)
I mean seriously, what the fuck? I would love to make what these dudes make at the league minimum, which is currently set at $450,000. I could pay my house off in less than a year. Maybe I was reared (you hear that Branco, reared) wrong. Maybe I wasn't selfish enough. Maybe I looked at my dad, who has been driving freight trains for over 30 years and thought that working hard, day in and day out, was the most important thing. Maybe Hunwick is just showing that the newest generation of players might be selfish little fucks.
Reward a player. If they have had a few great years (notice it's plural, Hunwick), pay them. Show us that you're worth it, then go to the table.
I know this is a business. I know these guys have to provide for their families, but jesus christ. You give me $1,000,000 a year to play hockey and I'm going to leave my teeth on the ice. I'm going to give every little fucking piece of myself. I'll train myself to deflect shots from the point with my forehead, cheekbones, etc (see Ward, Aaron). Just don't give me that shit that "the offer wasn't what we hoped it would be, but we'll get there."
Take a step back, realize that you're PLAYING A GAME AS A LIVING, and shut your suck.