I apologize for not posting sooner. I mean, it’s been over a weel since Crow got fired. What’s wrong with me, right? Well, I’ve given it a little while so I can really think about it.
When I first read the text message from the Stars at 2:57 p.m. last Wednesday, the first thing that came out of my mouth was, “Holy jumpin’.” And then I started to hyperventilate. It’s not every day that your coach is randomly fired, you know.
Then I thought about it for a little while and decided that it was a good thing that Nieuwendyk fired him. When you look at Crawford’s past and see that he went playoff-less in two seasons with LA also, it’s pretty obvious that he’s not workng out.
I will miss him a little, but mostly just his ridiculous hair. Marc Crawford was obviously not “the guy,” and now I feel like we wasted two years figuring that out. Oh well. Shit happens.
So who should we hire next?
Ken Hitchcock. Y’know, we won a Cup with him and stuff. Never mind that his style gets old after a little while and prompts management to fire his ass.
Guy Carbonneau. Stars alum! What could possibly go wrong? Other than the fact that he sucked at player communication during his stint in Montreal, not to mention the awkward fact that he’s Brenden Morrow’s daddy-in-law. Awkwaaaaard!
Andy Murray. I’ve always enjoyed his angry demeanor, though I’m sure that gets old after awhile. He also knows how to beat the Stars, so…if you can’t beat ’em, join ’em. Am I right or…?
Glen Gulutzan. He’s had some decent success with the BB Stars. Maybe that could translate to success in the big leagues? Or it could be an epic fail. The jury’s out on this one.
Brett Hull. No I’m totally kidding.
Yeah. I’m looking forward to a fun summer.
See you there.