You don’t Hate Jagr like I Hate Jagr0
First things first:
I am ri-donk-ulously happy that Jagr is back in the NHL. We need as many able-bodied NHL94 vets to stay in this game as long as possible. And by “we,” I mean “I,” because these guys that were in that version of the popular EA Sports hockey rendition were my guys – when I was a youngin’.
Not that I’m old. But for each retirement, each transfer across the pond, I feel one step closer to leaving my old, happy,
drunken sober, naive college days behind. One step closer to looking up to, or really, down to, the new generations of NHlers.
As you read this, you will be treated to a glorious barrage of tweet-captures that I took as I played a game of the ol’94 tonite. Such as:
Crosby? Ovechkin? Is that all you got, New NHL?
Try Federov. Coffey. Bure (Pavel). Selanne (he grew up so fast).
Roenik. Gilmour. Fleury. Robitaille.
Modano and that punk Hull.
Lemieux. Oates. LaFontaine. Mogilny.
Messier. Gartner. Sakic.
Recchi (one more year)!
Turgeon. Jagr. Yes, Jagr.
Oh yea, and Wayne freakin’ GRETZKY. “The Magnifique.”
Nice victory, for sure. Some real high-lights in there (much of which were horrifically missed checks on #68 by my agein’ fingers). Maybe I’ll have another try, but until then:
Time to turn in, and dream of better days. And better All-Stars.
*Oh, and thank you, Mr. Lidstrom, for signing on for one more year. I say we make it one more.