The Diachronic Barber Pole Observations of a Recovering Hockey Exile

Posts from — March 2010

Montreal Canadiens vs. Carolina Hurricanes

March 31, 2010, by Homme De Sept-Iles

One of the benefits of not watching English-announced Canadian hockey telecasts is that, as viewers, we are more free to decide for ourselves who the heroes and villains are; who the skilled and unskilled are; the English-Canadian networks are far too influenced by the star-makers culture that has slowly poisoned Canadian sports television.

No Chairs Needed

March 30, 2010, by Homme De Sept-Iles

Canadiens poem. A Week Before.

Unusual Spect Specks

March 30, 2010, by Homme De Sept-Iles

Hockey poem. Pigmaker Suite.

World (of Kauravas)

March 30, 2010, by Homme De Sept-Iles

Canadiens poem. Palace of Wax. Children's dreams.

Sheathed Sheaves Blade Bled

March 30, 2010, by Homme De Sept-Iles

Canadiens poem. Pinwheel p'krush.

Oven Coven Woven Red Dead Children

March 30, 2010, by Homme De Sept-Iles

Canadiens poem. 667, 666-24, 99, 66, 911

Always

March 30, 2010, by Homme De Sept-Iles

Canadiens poem. Sept-Iles.

Puck Irritatoe

March 28, 2010, by Homme De Sept-Iles

Canadiens poem. Hunger.

Montreal Canadiens vs. New Jersey Devils

March 27, 2010, by Homme De Sept-Iles

Parise is skates and shark over the blue line. And quickly. His efforts are cornered and squared as the Montreal defenders take up the appropriate angles.

Bergeron

March 26, 2010, by Homme De Sept-Iles

Canadiens poem. Bergeron.

Montreal Canadiens vs. Florida Panthers

March 25, 2010, by Homme De Sept-Iles

McCabe, uh, is prone to turnovers. Bad ones. Planet of the japes.

Montreal Canadiens vs Buffalo Sabres

March 24, 2010, by Homme De Sept-Iles

Long passing is a fantasy best forgotten against Buffalo.

Small Tail

March 23, 2010, by Homme De Sept-Iles

Hockey poem. Pigmaker Suite.

Montreal Canadiens vs Ottawa Senators

March 22, 2010, by Homme De Sept-Iles

Men from Quebec aren’t afraid to shop. Or admit it. Real men don’t give a hoot.

Blue 21

March 21, 2010, by Homme De Sept-Iles

Canadiens poem. Kentucky burger.

Montreal Canadiens vs Toronto Maple Leafs

March 20, 2010, by Homme De Sept-Iles

It’s ugly but. But what. What a terrible, disrespectful effort from Montreal tonight.

Brewer’s Briefcase

March 19, 2010, by Homme De Sept-Iles

Hockey poem. Leaf litigation.

Spink Jet Wash

March 18, 2010, by Homme De Sept-Iles

Hockey poem.

Hockey Usury

March 17, 2010, by Homme De Sept-Iles

Hockey Poem. Pigmaker Suite.

Montreal Canadiens vs New York Rangers

March 16, 2010, by Homme De Sept-Iles

Rangers are finally awake. Popcorn finished, they look up from their programs and start asking about relevant players. Hey, is that Jack Lemaire? Is that King Dryden?

Why Do You Hate Your Country?

March 15, 2010, by Homme De Sept-Iles

Hockey poem. Nationalista.

Your: Poor. Man. Orpik.

March 14, 2010, by Homme De Sept-Iles

Hockey Poem. Pigmaker Suite.

Montreal Canadiens vs. Boston Bruins

March 13, 2010, by Homme De Sept-Iles

I agree. Keep the shootout. Unskilled players oppose the shootout. Or traditionalists. What is more reflective of hockey than skills? In Quebec, growing up, there was nothing else to consider.

26 et 79

March 12, 2010, by Homme De Sept-Iles

Canadiens poem. Defence pairing.

Montreal Canadiens vs. Edmonton Oilers

March 11, 2010, by Homme De Sept-Iles

What a winner. Oh, did I spell that right?

Oyburn et All Gill

March 11, 2010, by Homme De Sept-Iles

Canadiens poem. Defence pairing.

Montreal Canadiens vs Tampa Bay Lightning

March 9, 2010, by Homme De Sept-Iles

Downie hacks Moen right in the mid-section. Replay shows how deliberate and iron-hawk it was. Man. Sticks are like email. They make people brave.

Metropolit

March 8, 2010, by Homme De Sept-Iles

Canadiens poem. Metropolit.

Montreal Canadiens vs Anaheim Ducks

March 8, 2010, by Homme De Sept-Iles

Carlyle is hiding his disappointment behind his ferocity.

Montreal Canadiens vs Los Angeles Kings

March 7, 2010, by Homme De Sept-Iles

We see a shot of the King bench and I don’t see a lot of silver glitter. The days of grainy gay and grey gretzky are done. It’s all matte and mute now. The uniforms look fat letter and thick font. They’re not bad but they’re not compelling.

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