Somewhere in the Michigan hockey blogosphere there are comments/rants about each of the following: 1. Michigan being better off losing to MSU on the 16th, 2. Michigan taking too many penalties, some of which were not particularly its fault, 3. Michigan's penalty kill being terrible, with responsibility spread hyperbolicly around #36, and 4. the impending departure of virtually everyone who is really, really good. Yes, each of those things has, is, or will happen. MGoBlog suggested after the pairings were announced that 'hope exists only to be crushed' and I suppose this is truest for hockey: an off day, two dubious calls, and your season is over. In no other sport can the whole world seem against you like it does in hockey; the worst day at basketball and football gives you 50 or more chances while a bad hockey game might get you only a dozen. Yet we watch. We file down State Street in the dark and cold, into a drafty old fieldhouse built for basketball, with our quirky and profane cheers, to hope. It doesn't matter if our hopes are crushed, this is hockey and hope springs eternal. Maybe Summers will take Porter's spot as scoring machine...we don't know who will pass him the puck, but that's hope.
More of the same, academically. Life rotates between ethics reading and strategy reading, but I'm so weary of cases and so case-confused at this point that I'm never sure which is which. It's been beautiful beyond description in Ann Arbor, perhaps as payback for a dreary fall or perhaps due to climate change. I don't know, but that's certainly a post for another time.
Tuesday, March 27, 2007