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FOUR-KNUCKLE TWEETDOWN

 

Mined this nugget from Puck Daddy, to which I am addicted.

What we hadn't seen, until today, were the seeds of a future fight planted.

St. Louis Blues tough guy Cam Janssen has been on Twitter for a while now and today decided to reach out to Dallas Stars scrapper (and fellow Norton Sports client) Krys Barch and extend an invitation for the upcoming season

Oh, and Janssen's new Twitter page background is of he and a bloodied Barch (mostly Janssen's blood) during one of their four scraps together, of which included this display of nothing but bombs.

Barch accepted the invite with the Stars and Blues set to meet on October 16th.  No longer will fighters have to wait until they set up for a face-off to plan fisticuffs, now there's social media to do the work.

And I’ll add... a guy like Janssen could continually update this twitter account from the Blues bench ... between shifts. Of course tectonic plates move measurable distances between Cam Janssen shifts - but I digress…

Here’s a breakdown of the two future combatants, a “tale of the pine” if you will:

  Janssen     Barch  
  7.6 Shifts per Game 11  
  4.42 Minutes On Ice per Game 7  
  202 Total Minutes On Ice 440  
  190 Penalty Minutes 130  

 

Posted on August 23, 2010 03:38 PM    Permalink    Send to a Friend    Email Razor   

RANDOM THOUGHTS ON A HOT DAY IN AUGUST

Nice to be back in Texas after a spell up north at the lake...my crack had so massively missed that constant moisture and occasional trickle down it.

So lets see, what’s up…Got a text from a friend at 7 this morning asking who bought the Stars. I hit him back with a blunt IDK (I Don’t Know) and then pumped some sources for info. Nothing. Maybe it’s that group from Florida that was going to buy the Chiefs? Who knows? Cuban? Don Carter?...Those Canadians?

I do know that the recently consummated marriage between Carrie Underwood and Mike Fisher has hit its first snag. I guess you can take the country girl out of Nashville, but not out of the country. She’s said to be balking at the move to Canada’s capital city. I have a solution, Fisher to Dallas for ___________. She can sing her sweet little heart out based right here in Big D and commute to the Opry, if need be - and he can make the Stars much better.

Speaking of hockey player’s not so new magnetism when it comes to hot, young, female celebs, Esquire magazine had this in their September issue article entitled “Encyclopedia of Now” under the letter “H”; Hockey Players. The kind of guys that Carrie Underwood, Hilary Duff, Jessica Stam, Hilary Rhoda are currently attracted to, and the focus of a troubling question: Hockey Players?

Have you been keeping up with the “testing” at the NHL sponsored Research, development and Orientation camp? Me neither. But every time I do read something on it the “research” reads like one of my past blogs – the ones about how to fix some issues in our game – like yellow lines behind the goal lines to help video review on goals. Your welcome Brenden Shanahan.

And finally, I stumbled across a new sport being played in Italy that makes hockey – even brawling 70s hockey – seem powderpuffy. Check out the description and marketing flick for this violent, maniacal, manly man “game”:

You probably haven't heard of the Fight Football League. By the time you finish reading this post, it will be your favorite sport.

Formed in Italy, the Fight Football League reminds one at first of something akin to rugby. Players move a ball by carrying or passing it up the field, scoring by getting it in a net at the end.

Then you notice they're wearing MMA gloves. That's because it's perfectly legal to beat the snot out of anyone on the opposing team, MMA style, whether they're carrying the ball or not.

It's more than legal; it's encouraged. If you knock out or otherwise injure a player, his team doesn't get to substitute for him. So instead of flopping around to draw a red card to put your team a man up, FFLers will simply pummel opponents into unconsciousness to gain a man advantage.

For now, Fight Football exists only in Italy. That's fitting, because according to the organizers, it's inspired by an ancient Roman ballgame called Harpastum. A dubious claim, because the rules of Harpastum remain mostly unknown, but we'll let slide anything that lends legitimacy to a 20-man battle royale.

 

Posted on August 20, 2010 12:27 PM    Permalink    Send to a Friend    Email Razor