Despite being a lifelong Canucks fan, I’ve grown extremely disenchanted with the NHL. When hockey resumes, they’re going to have to offer me–I don’t know–a skating lesson from the entire Sports Action Ice Team (chilly cheerleaders, as it were) to get me back in the arean.
I haven’t read much analysis of the dispute or the eventual cancellation of the season, but I did like King Kaufman’s piece in Salon (day pass thingy required). He rarely writes about hockey (we’ve exchanged emails about this in the past), and I think that distance gives him a clarity that many hockey writers lack:
But now instead of glaring at each other over an unbridgeable philosophical chasm, the owners and players were simply haggling over money, a situation in which compromise and agreement is always possible. By Tuesday night the difference between the proposals had shrunk from $12 million to $6.5 million. And they still didn’t save the season!
While I’m at it, they really should free Stanley this season.