Tuesday, June 8, 2004
Tampa Bay won the Stanley Cup! What a game!!! Ruslan Fedontenko scored two goals and they held on. Martin St. Louis got hit with a stick in the last seconds of the game, and had blood streaming down his face as the clock ran out. Good thing he’s not a close personal friend, or I’d have had to go out on the ice and hurt somebody. Dave Andreychuk got to hoist the Cup after 22 years in the NHL and over 1000 games.
I was happy.
Still, however, I hurt for Calgary. I felt the worst for Miikka Kiprusoff, the goalie. He truly was spectacular during this whole run, and has become one of my favorite players. I look forward to seeing much more of him in the years to come. And I felt badly for Jarome Iginla and Craig Conroy, whose work I’ve come to like and respect during this post-season. I felt badly for all of them. They worked hard and well, but, unfortunately, it’s part of sports. The knowledge of how much they’ve achieved doesn’t dampen the pain they feel.
Roughed out the first half of a horse racing article for FemmeFan before I had to leave for the theatre. It was a beautiful day and not bad in the city. I almost enjoyed being in there again.
I picked up the current issue of The Hockey News to supplement the research I’m doing for the 2004 draft. I’ve got to pick my players to watch. I think I’ll add info on them to the Devon Ellington website.
I realized I pick my draft players the way I pick horses. I wonder if any of them would be offended by that. Will have to ask some of the hockey players with whom I stay in touch.
Wicked was fine. They asked me to come in and do the matinee tomorrow, so I will.
Came back to find out I didn’t make the cut for the radio scripting job. I’m seriously bummed. But another site is interested in having me review websites for them, and they pay, so that could be a good thing. Saw another possibility on a job board, but I’m too tired to pitch tonight. Will have to do it in the a.m. before I leave for the theatre.
I’m behind on the serials. I planned to work on them tomorrow. Too tired to do them tonight. Maybe I’ll get a second wind.
I have two other job pitches to prepare as well. Somehow, it will all get done. I’ll relax for awhile, then get fed up with the lousy programming on TV and go back to the computer.
No hockey for who knows how long. The Cup’s just been won and I’m already whining about lack of hockey.
I was going to bitch and moan about something, but I can’t remember what it is, so it couldn’t have been serious.
I’m so behind on Periwinkle it’s pathetic.
And I still have to figure out how to use the CD burner to do voice recording for the serial.
Somehow, it will all come together, and have a nice check (made out to me) attached.
In the meantime. . .