Those Guys with the Shovels

Sooo... remember when Jose Theodore let 4 of 16 shots get by him in Game 1 of Round 2? And why? I heard it was flu and that he completely left Joe Louis Arena to go puke in peace. Well, I understand how that might feel. My head is pounding, I'm honking like a goose and shit just keeps flying past me (although luckily not pucks). Only, I don't have a Budaj so I'm still on the job through all three periods.

I don't get professional athletes. I mean, everybody has a sick day at some point, right? Instead I keep reading about this crazy bastard who played on a broken foot or that crazy bastard who just immobilized his broken wrist or used the other hand. After all, he's got a spare. Maybe it's the money. I think if I earned a few hundred thousand or better yet a few million dollars a year, I'd work through my spleen popping out of a huge and seriously gross open wound in my chest. "I just need some tape and a little ice later on."

But, wouldn't it be awful if 18,007 people saw me vomit through the bars on my face mask right into the crease? And then those guys with the shovels would come running out to clean it up. Then again, I've thrown up in the lobby at work three times in three years and you just kind of deal with it.

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