I am of mixed feelings about the rumored, possibly auto-generated-for-TV-commentator-content regarding proposed trades for Sir Galahad/The Cavalry/Captain “Sully” Sullenberger/A Veteran Coast Guard Rescue Swimmer/Seal Team 6 Mission Commander/Rick Nash. With a week to go Lombardi is already rumored to be up to Bernier, Loktionov, Johnson and a pick. It’s the Johnson part I don’t like.
Why is Scott Howson trying to grab our Johnson? Usually, them’s fightin’ words. Well, the balls are in his court; he’s got some and apparently our guy doesn’t. I don’t mean balls of nerve; I mean truck nuts. Brass balls, that everybody hears knocking like a Newton’s Cradle, that desk prop with the hanging ball bearings that you lift one so it hits and makes the other end bounce out like a croquet send.
The kind of brass balls you get when you are a master at something, that makes opponents fear your skill, that is just a part of the well-deserved bow-legged swagger of the vanquishing conqueror.
Our guy is not that guy. Continue reading
