This, however, IS art.
Seems to be a seasonably dreary but unseasonably warm day throughout the northeast today - global warming is REAL... Shhhh - and the news coming out of the various relevant-to-me pockets of the sports world is similarly good/bad. So, with a few free minutes to opine on those goings-on, exhausted from an afternoon deposition and still feeling the effects of the three hour conference yesterday afternoon (I love my job. I love my job. I love my job...), some thoughts...
- Jordin Tootoo got suspended for two games for his hit on Miller Saturday night
. I assume y'all have seen the hit by now, and if not trust that you can use Youtube like the rest of us. On the one hand, I like the suspension - he got tossed from the game anyway, so it really amounts to 2.5 games, and I am relieved that Shanahan didn't find another way to slap the Sabres in the face with his shriveled, tiny phallus. On the other hand, the two games, when set against the lack of any suspension for Lucic - a hit that actually caused injury and was, in my mind, just as egregious - appear to set a weird standard somehow related to whether a team does and does not have players conceived with the seed of Colin Campbell. Give yourself time to appreciate that visual image.