Evander Kane is now the greatest human of all time.
When we here at TBC interviewed young Mr. Kane last summer, I asked him about boxing. He told us of his love of Floyd Mayweather.
That, friends, is what happens when a pseudo-tough guy like Matt Cooke makes the mistake of challenging a dude who actually knows how to throw punches.
Spent some time after the game at the Highland Inn Ballroom with K-Belle and Mr. Speaker, listening to Monsieur Catalogues' DJ set. In the midst of dancin' tunes from the Human League, New Order, Outkast, Roxy Music, Donna Summer, and Blondie, Mr. Speaker came up with a brilliant idea: when the Thrashers skate out next season, the arena folk should have the good sense to forego the usual milquetoast FM fare and play Big Daddy Kane's "Warm It Up Kane."
THAT, babies, is the goddamn jam.
CORRECTION: It's been pointed out in the comments section that the "Warm It Up Kane" idea was the product of not one but two vigorous minds: Mr. Speaker suggested the arena folk play Big Daddy Kane, then Monsieur Catalogues suggested "Warm It Up Kane." We regret the error, etc.