Tuesday, March 8, 2011

Repetition, Repetition, Repetition

The Thrashers seem to be following the same pattern they follow every season: smoke show at the beginning, shit show in the middle, donkey show at the end. There's not much a common hockey blogger can say about any of this (nothing interesting, anyway), other than "Hey when is this new owner going to throw down some expired schillings and energize this flightless toucan of a franchise?"

Because that's the only (only) way this endless loop will ever stop.

As we've told you, your Chronicle knows a bit about the prospective owner, but for reasons to do with espionage and secrecy we can't tell you anything unless it takes the form of ciphers and glyphs. We don't want the Short Handed Mole to be shipped to Gitmo.

Meanwhile, the Thrashers keep on playing hockey games of one sort or another, because that's what you do when you work for the National Hockey League.

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