The cynic in me wishes to marginalize the situation by trivializing the current scenario, a battle between millionaires and billionaires. This is basically hockey's version of the Occupy movement. The big difference between the two groups is that a hockey player operates on blood, sweat, and jeers. A protester works on blood, sweat, and shame. Also, the hockey player can feed a family of four.
In the Occupy Avenue of the Americas movement, I'm imagining shantytowns of people circling nightly candlelight vigils adorning the parking lots of your local hockey arena lined with tents built with hockey sticks and jerseys, which is either signs of protest or the line for the iPhone 5 got really long.
I'm finding it hard to relate to the players, who can barely afford to feed their tropical fish on a league minimum or the owners who can barely afford to feed on sushi and caviar comprised of tropical fish. Although if you marketed it right, you could probably make people feel sorry for them. Just put a bunch of innocent looking, cherub faced kids like the Montreal Canadiens around Angelina Jolie, who would probably immediately. adopt Scott Gomez.
I don't know, sometimes I think the easiest way for the owners to settle with the players would be over a game of hock-OH MY GOD.
Please come back soon, hockey...
I'm finding it hard to relate to the players, who can barely afford to feed their tropical fish on a league minimum or the owners who can barely afford to feed on sushi and caviar comprised of tropical fish. Although if you marketed it right, you could probably make people feel sorry for them. Just put a bunch of innocent looking, cherub faced kids like the Montreal Canadiens around Angelina Jolie, who would probably immediately. adopt Scott Gomez.
I don't know, sometimes I think the easiest way for the owners to settle with the players would be over a game of hock-OH MY GOD.
Please come back soon, hockey...
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