I know I said that I’m in this calm streak and I’m just enjoying watching my favorite team play, yadda yadda, but no, right now, I’m hyped. I’m watching hockey and yelling things at a sport I don’t really understand, but did-you-see-that and how-is-that-legal and Blue-Jackets-haha-I’m-from-Ohio-I-know-what-that-is.*
Did you know that tomorrow is El Clasico? It is!
Anyway, Sid Lowe makes some good points about Lucho’s legacy in his latest column and they’re worth thinking about. Or at least they’re worth thinking about on Monday. Cause right now the only thing worth thinking about is alsdjfaodfiuasdfoiuafdoi and please don’t crap your pants and messimessimessimessimessi.
Speaking of which
because Andres Iniesta is still the key to absolutely everything. If he plays well, we dominate and win and this is title race again. It’s just that it seems like it’s harder and harder for him to do so, not necessarily because he’s aging, but because he’s missing something. And I think that something is the final product from some of his midfield partners. And, specifically, I’m talking about Ivan Rakitic, who was so instrumental in the Lucho Treble, but who has since been not quite the full product. He’s missing that big shot (see his mile-high corkscrews the last few times he’s tee-d one up from outside of the box) and it seems like no matter what he does it just doesn’t Happy Gilmore its way into the net.
This is going to be an awesome match, isn’t it?
*Quick historical break: so, the Columbus Blue Jackets are supposedly named for all the Civil War figures that came out of Ohio (William Tecumseh Sherman, Ulysses S. Grant, Philip Sheridan), but there’s no way there isn’t some element of The Legend of Blue Jacket involved here, a book that most (all?) Ohio schoolchildren read in the 1990s, but which is probably based on faulty/incomplete/wishful information. I refuse to believe that Columbus management didn’t have Marmaduke van Swearingen in mind at some level when naming the team.