Slightly beknownst to me, the players and the owners have taken it upon themselves to behave like adults and have indulged themselves in meeting at an undisclosed location in New York (in my head, it's probably Famous Ray's, so that no one can ever hope to find them) in order to come to some sort of friendly agreement (this season's canceled and Santa isn't real, sorry Taylor). While I would like to think they have spent the last three days brutally discussing every caveat of the CBA, finances, and player contracts for the next five years, some small part of me feels like they are doing something trivial and menial, like exchanging rookie cards for sale on eBay, since that may be the only source of hockey revenue we see this season.
Donald Fehr has reportedly been communicating the wrong information to the players in regards to what the owners have been negotiating (No, Mr. Crosby, they didn't say that your mom was a fat pig who should put out of her own misery, they called her swine...SWINE, Mr. Crosby). None of this will be known for sure until the hockey lockout ends or until Anoynomus hacks Donald Fehr's e-mail account, but the cynical and conspiracy theory part of me can't help but wonder if Donald Fehr is trying to get as much mileage out of "Owners Being Un-Fehr" as much as possible. All good union disagreements have been solved with uncanny puns, dating back to the MLB Player's Strike when their union leader declared "Players Demand Fehr Treatment". Wait, this is the same guy? Crap.
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