Friday, February 6, 2009


Sometimes I wish I worked at home. I'd never get sick.

Sometimes I wish my co-workers stayed at home. I'd never get sick.

If I were John Tavares I'd discuss my future with my agent. A future I wouldn't be too certain included an NHL career on Long Island or in the Georgia capital. I'd ask what I did so wrong in my junior career to be sucked into a pathetic situation. I'd want something good. Something positive to be a part of. Not something nearly dead that I'd be expected to revive. Why would I want to be set up fail?

Then again, I'm not him.

But if I were...

I'd also rest my sore shoulder until its ready. Like, really ready this time.

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