HEADLINES AND SIDELINES BY KEVIN ADSHADE
Oh, look, hockey has started again.
It seems like yesterday that the NHL season ended, and that's because it almost was yesterday: June 24 was the day the Chicago Blackhawks claimed their second Stanley Cup in four seasons. The fourth day of summer, and now it's still summer and here they are again – there's all kinds of NHL exhibition games on TV and the chatter is already cranked to the max.
Baseball pennant races? Who cares? NFL season starting to get rolling? Not very important, not when we have some pucks to chase and some big stories to read and see, like how Roberto Luongo is adjusting to being the unquestioned starting goalie in Vancouver, or how the Maple Leafs' defence corps is shaping up, and what's happening with those kids out in Edmonton.
It's all so fascinating, this NHL pre-season in September, but I could wait another month or so before the NHL season starts. Maybe two months. I find hockey or any other sport to be like eating chocolate: tastes great, but too much of it can make you ill. Or bored.
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Non-Sports Thought of the Week:
A funny thing happened to me this week. I had a day off Monday and woke up to find an election campaign sign staring at me through the window from a field across the way.
Because I find those things an annoyance on more than one level (it's almost pollution, and besides, if a person votes for someone just because they saw a pretty blue/orange/red sign and liked it, then maybe we're better off if that person doesn't vote at all), I called the property owner and inquired about it. He assured me he had not granted permission to have the sign erected, and said "go ahead, take it down."
Now, I'm a nice guy who doesn't like to rock the boat or cause trouble, so I called the candidate's campaign headquarters and told them that they had to take it down, whereby the nice lady on the phone said "OK, I'll pass it along."
I waited a few hours and the sign was still there, so I walked out to the field and took the sign out of the ground and laid it on the grass. (I hope it wasn't an illegal act, but in all honesty, I don't really care. And if I may as well be completely truthful: I kind of enjoyed doing it.)
Then I called the campaign headquarters back and said "look, to make it easy for you, I pulled the sign out from the ground and placed it there. You can come and get it now," and they said something like "OK, we'll send someone up to collect it later."
Now, "later” can mean different things to different people: it could mean two hours later, it could be until after the election.
Anyway, it all worked out fine; the sign was still there when darkness fell, but it wasn't there the next morning. I think a gust of wind picked it up and blew it into a garbage bin.
It doesn't matter what party it is, either – they'd all get the same treatment. Hopefully I won't have to do this again over the next two weeks if another party decides to put up a sign in the same spot, because I'm extremely busy and I've got stuff to do.
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If your favourite National Football League team is 0-2 heading into the weekend, you desperately need a win to save your season. Starting 0-3 would mean you're almost finished because a.): you're quickly falling behind a lot of other teams in the playoff standings; and b.) you're team is not very good, or you likely wouldn't be 0-3 in the first place. This is not to say a team can't recover from an 0-3 start, only that they probably won't.
So go Browns. I mean that – please go away.
Kevin Adshade is a sports columnist for The News