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Lindbloom’s View: Corey and the Jets

Lindbloom_Morin_2014_Sept14Morin’s Last Stand

First man – “I think, I think I am, I think.”

Establishment – “Of course you are my bright little star. I have miles and miles of files, pretty files of your forefather’s fruit. And now to suit our great computer, your magnetic ink.”

First man – “I’m more than that, I know I am, at least, I think I must be.”

Inner man – “There you go man, keep as cool as you can. Face piles and piles of trials with smiles. It riles them to believe that you perceive the web the weave, and keep on thinking free.” – Graeme Edge

By Rich Lindbloom

In 1969, the Royalty of Rock released the critically acclaimed album On the Threshold of a Dream. It was an exquisite piece of music by the reconstructed Moody Blues, hitting #1 in the charts in Great Britain. The album cover is a trip in itself. The opening dialogue I included above, featured a very mechanical like sound, dubbed over Graeme Edge’s antagonistic like voice. Not exactly Darth Vader, but close. Think along the lines of Pink Floyd’s Welcome to the Machine. So just what does a song from 1969 have to do with hockey – I’m glad you asked!

If you’ve been following hockey at all this summer, you’d have to be just about brain dead not to have noticed the strong push in hockey towards “Advanced Metrics.” (Cue in the mechanical sounds) Read more »

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Lindbloom’s View: These Dog Days of August

Lindbloom_2014Aug25_bottom“To keep the juices flowing, jangle around gently as you move.” – Satchel Paige

By Rich Lindbloom

Life is filled with unsearchable mysteries. Do the pink Good and Plenty’s taste better than the white ones? (If not, why do I always go for the pink ones?) Concomitantly, why do I shy away from the chocolate M&M’s? We actually had a guy at work who only ate the blue ones!

Why does a dog smell the same spot for a short eternity? Or circle around 10 times before dropping his payload? Why do they stick their head out the window of a car, yet if you blow on their face they get agitated? And just what is their affinity for fire hydrants all about? Read more »

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Lindbloom’s View: Wounds to Bind

Lindbloom_2014June23_YouWereOnMyMindWounds To Bind

“Tell me why?
I don’t like Mondays.
Tell me why?
I don’t like Mondays.
Tell me why?
I don’t like Mondays.
I want to shoot
The whole day down. – Bob Geldof 

By Rich Lindbloom

The Boon Town Rats song, I Don’t Like Monday’s is the simplified version of how I felt losing to the Kings. For those of you who are more inclined to look at pictures than read 3,000 word rambles, read no further.

For those of you intent on self-flagellation, let’s attempt to analyze what went wrong. Is the Hawks team in decline? Is it time to get rid of everyone but Toews? Do we need to get rid of Coach Q now? Is Brandon Bollig the Antichrist? The dump Seabrook campaign, “while we can still get something for him,” no doubt will pick up steam. Is the vaunted One Goal slogan, a bit  too narrow in scope? Were all the “Crawford is a mediocre goalie” pundits right? I could only shake my head last weekend when a 58 year old friend, who still plays full contact hockey, basically stated, “its Raanta time.” The fact he still plays hockey at that age might be a good indication that his opinion should be taken with a grain of salt; obviously, he ain’t right. Read more »

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Lindbloom’s View: I Don’t Need No Doctor

Lindbloom_2014Jun01_HumblePieI Don’t Need No Doctor

By Rich Lindbloom

Back in the late 1960’s and early 70’s there was a band from Essex, England known as Humble Pie. They were led by the unique vocalist and guitarist Steve Marriott, and a young Peter Frampton. (And yes Peter, after friday night’s game, I do feel like you do!) Their album Rockin’ the Fillmore more than likely contributed to my substantial hearing loss. Read more »

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Lindbloom’s View: On Walls We Must Climb

Lindbloom_2014May30_OnWallsMustClimbOn Walls We Must Climb

“The people, they were singing
I could hear them from the street
My feelings, they were stinging
I was submerged in my defeat
But I smiled for a second
And for that second, I felt fine
Pain is a wall I must climb.” – Michael McDermott

By Rich Lindbloom

I wonder; do the players feel as much pain after a loss as their fans? Reading the various hockey blogs on Tuesday morning, pain and anger were on full display. Pain is described by Merriam -Webster as follows:

-The physical feeling caused by disease, injury, or something that hurts the body.

-mental or emotional suffering

-Someone or something that causes trouble or makes you feel annoyed or angry.

Then there’s the “My Left Foot Pain.” Read more »

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Lindbloom’s View: Hossa Rider

Lindbloom_Hossa_LowRiderBig Hoss drives a little slower

“Low rider don’t use no gas now
Low rider don’t move to fast” – War

By Rich Lindbloom

In the excellent Blackhawk program that they sell inside the United Center, they list the players and their likes on a variety of things. Favorite food, music, movie, hobby and cars are often noted among them. I’m not sure what kind of car Marian Hossa chose, (my guess would be along the lines of a Ferrari), but …

For one reason or another I could always envision Big Hoss cruising down the streets of Southern California in a Lowrider. To me, it seems that is just the way he rolls. There’s a coolness and pride associated with the Lowriders that seems to complement Hossa’s game. While everyone else is flying frenetically around the ice like chickens with their heads cut off, Marian just seems to be cruising. Think Pedro’s cousins-don’t touch that bike dude! Read more »

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Lindbloom’s View: Month-long vacations in the stratosphere

Lindbloom_TheBoss_2014May17Growing Up 

“I stood stone-like at midnight, suspended in my masquerade
I combed my hair till it was just right and commanded the night brigade
I was open to pain and crossed by the rain and I walked on a crooked crutch
I strolled all alone through a fall out zone and came out with my soul untouched
I hid in the clouded wrath of the crowd, but when they said “Sit down,” I stood up
Oooh, growin’ up – Bruce Springsteen

By Rich Lindbloom

Cabbies, limo rides, frat parties and riotous living have accompanied Patrick Kane over his seven year journey as a member of the Chicago Blackhawks. Becoming a millionaire before you leave your teens has the potential to corrupt almost anyone (think the Prodigal Son).

As a few of my friends accurately pointed out, there’s a good chance several of us would be dead possessing that kind of cabbage at 18 years of age. Coupled with the mindset of youthful invincibility and instant stardom, it’s a sure recipe for disaster.  Read more »

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Lindbloom’s View: What, Me Worry?

Lindbloom_WhatMeWorry“It is well, it is well, with my soul.”

Amateur – “Mr Hogan, how do you back the ball up on the green?
Ben Hogan – “Well, how far do you hit an 8-iron?”
Amateur – “Oh, about a 125 yds.”
Ben Hogan – “Why in the hell would you want to back the ball up?”

By Rich Lindbloom

The Hawks current predicament reminds me of Alfred E. Neuman’s seemingly inextricable mess in the above cartoon. In the early 80’s, a innovation called square grooves somewhat revolutionized the game of golf. They replaced the traditional V-shaped grooves and supposedly were able to make you back the ball up on the green like a Yo-Yo.  Read more »

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Lindbloom’s View: Game 3 and Mad Hatters

Lindbloom_MonaLisa_SheMustaHadTheHighwayBluesShots like that make me smile!

By Rich Lindbloom

Kevin Weekes on the NHL Network put it best. Patrick Kane’s electrifying, game winning tally in Game One of the Semi Finals was hockey’s equivalent of the Mona Lisa. He said you can go to the Louvre in Paris if you want, or save the money and watch a replay of Kaner’s goal instead. For those of us who witnessed Kaner’s surgical strike, are reactions were a bit more animated than Mona Lisa’a Delphic smile. Read more »

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Lindbloom’s View: A Cure for the Blues

Lindbloom_2014May01_KottkeThe Armadillo Album-
A cure for the blues

“While grief is fresh, every attempt to divert only irritates it.” – Samuel Johnson

By Rich Lindbloom

While watching the Blues vs Hawks in Game Five on Friday, a friend came up to me and asked, “You really hate the Blues, don’t you?” I smiled and said, “There is no team in the NHL I like watching the Hawks trounce more. The Blues and their fans are a bunch of slithering, fire breathing heathens.” When the Hawks emerge victorious in these contests it’s my, “I love the smell of napalm in the morning,” moment. At that point, the world just flat out begins to make sense.

Oddly though, my antipathy for the Blue Notes and their followers abated with a few minutes to go in Sunday’s Game Six clincher. Read more »

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