Hypocritical Sucker

I am such a bloody hypocrite. Months ago I said that if the NHL lock out cancels a single game then I am done with hockey.

The lock out started and I called for the league to be replaced with a new league that won’t piss on its fans’ loyalty. Then the league offered its 50/50 split of hockey related revenue and hope flashed for a second before I realized we were talking about Gary Bettman and Donald Fehr and they’d find a way to screw it up. Of course they did.

Later the NHLPA came up with an offer that reportedly moved significantly toward the league’s demands and again hope reared its ugly head. Only for a second though as I knew the NHL would screw it all,up. Of course they did.

Next it was the Federal Mediators that caused the hypocritical instant of hope, but that wasn’t much. The two sides are too stubborn to work together, why would they work with someone else.

When the Bettman/Fehr free meetings were announced I thought it was a joke. It was all for show. Like either one of those ego maniacal assholes would let a deal be done without them. Then earlier tonight I let some optimistic Twitter goofiness suck me back in again. The two sides are meeting in a hotel and members of the press are sitting in a meeting room twiddling their thumbs.

Until… Some one came in and set up a podium with the NHL logo on it. That must mean an announcement is imminent, right? Maybe this is it!

There is that optimism again. I want hockey, even if it means being a hypocrite. I loath what these greedy bastards have done to us. After the last lockout they should have killed themselves rather than go through this garbage again, but they didn’t. To hell with the fans who pay the league’s bills. Why should they care about us, right? And still, even with this frigging evil I want my damn game back. I’ll line up with the suckers who came back AGAIN and be all forgiving. What a Putz.

Fortunately it was a false alarm. Hours later there are reports that the two sides, while still bargaining in the wee hours of the morning, are still far apart.

Welcome back, my integrity.

Death to the NHL.