A scene from one of the countless exciting clashes of these two bitter rvials. - Gregory Shamus
Help us pick the best Battle of California posts ever.
The Blue Jackets? Alright then.
There is no team in the NHL about which I have less to say than the Columbus Blue Jackets. And this isn't even an example of me trying to be like "Oh they suck so why would I talk about them?" I mean, sure, they DO suck, really bad, but that's besides the point. I don't particularly dislike the team or the city, and they don't even have any interesting players, so what the hell am I supposed to do here?
I'll tell you what I'll do: talk about something completely unrelated.
We want to set up a new "Section" of the blog here at Battle of California featuring a convenient index of all our greatest posts ever, like we've done with Patrick Marleau Facts. To fill this Battle of California Hall of Fame, we need you, the readers, to offer suggestions of your favorite posts from BoC history.
I know it will be hard, but please try to find great posts that I didn't write, okay? Obviously MOST of the great posts here were written by me, but I'd also like to include things from those old guys Ruby and Merle, and maybe even the new writers if they ever write anything worth a damn.
Here are a few examples of posts we will probably include:
Kings Gameday: Keys (this is my favorite BoC thing ever that I didn't write)
Ducks Lossday -- Let's talk about "Fire Carlyle" (the post that got Randy Carlyle fired)
So have we ever written anything else that was any good? Probably not. But if you can think of something, please let us know in the comments.
Prediction: Sharks win, 4-1, with goals from Clowe, Couture, Havlat, and Gomez.
Today's book is American Psycho. I already wrote about it on this blog once. It wasn't one of our best posts ever, but it was still pretty good:
"...There is an idea of a Patrick Marleau; some kind of abstraction. But there is no real me: only an entity, something illusory. And though I can hide my cold gaze beneath my giant eyebrows, and you can pass me the puck and see me shoot it, and maybe you can even sense our play-styles are probably comparable... I simply am not there."