Still feeling bummed out, but when all else fails, the hockey bug bites me and takes some of the edge off and keeps the bile in the stomach where it belongs. SO, as a Leafs fan, looking at the recent draft and its surrounding activity, I have to say I'm pleased. Not pleased as punch, mind you, but pleased. You have to give up a few things to fix a few problems, and one of the problems last year was that Raycroft was expected to handle a schedule like Brodeur and carry this team on the PK. A few picks in a weak draft later, and enter Vesa "Count" Toskala riding high into town on the back of a shark, emerging from Nabokov's shadow and discarding the teal and grey of San Jose for the heavy, dripping-with-history blue of the Leafs. Also along for the ride is Mark "Taco" Bell, who in a perfect world might be playing on a line with Andy "Mc" MacDonald and Tim Horton himself, in some sort of delicious, fattening trio.
Many are upset about the loss of our first round pick. I think at this time, the Leafs can afford it, simply due to the perpetual logjam of young fellers in the system now. It might be different if the D weren't so stacked, and I'm thinking Kubina might be moved for some more free agent money. As with all things, time will tell.
Speaking of young fellers, I'm thrilled to see Chris DiDomenico get picked up by the Blue and White. To be honest, living a few towns away from Saint John now, and not really having a consistent hookup to radio or television outside of trips to Boston Pizza, I wasn't even aware he was in the draft. Now, I know he's a little guy right now, weight-wise, but he scored twenty five goals and fifty assists this past season. With the SEA DOGS. Do you know how bad the Sea Dogs were this year? I was there to see it. Imagine what this lad will do with a team that 1. has some other talents onboard and 2. isn't changing its roster more often than some people change their underwear. In short, DiDo was a steal for the Leafs, and in an NHL that is rewarding the small, fast, clean player, he can bulk up to 180 or so and really, really have an imapct. Let's hope he develops.
And now it's time to go for lunch and buy tickets to Transformers, my other sweet, pain-dulling, hope-giving diversion.
DiDomenicon, Transform and Roll Out!