Showing posts with label high school hockey. Show all posts
Showing posts with label high school hockey. Show all posts

Tuesday, February 28, 2012

Deja vu, all over again.

The following is something I posted on March 1st of last year, when a scrappy Burnsville High hockey team was about to face off against the evil empire of Edina in the Section 2AA championship game.  As luck (or bad luck, if you're using recent history as a guide) would have it, we find ourselves back in the exact same place today.

Tomorrow night marks the third meeting in five years between these teams with a state tournament berth on the line.  Edina has won the last two, both of those games have gone to OT, and both ended up going the wrong direction in the eyes of this fan.  Tomorrow night marks our shot at redemption, and chance to see our boys skate in St. Paul next week.  Will the 3rd time be the charm?  I sure hope so.

This one's for all the Old Dutch Rip-L chips

Another titanic struggle is brewing tomorrow evening, this time in the world of high school hockey. I don't want to oversell it, but in a world where protesting union workers can compare the govenor of Wisconsin to a totalitarian Egyptian dictator without even the slightest realization of how ridiculous they sound, I'd say Edina vs. Burnsville ranks somewhere between USA v. USSR and Blazin wings v. bowels on the rivalry scale. That's not intended as a comment on politics, but rather a comment on the proliferating use of hyperbole.

We all strive to make the things we love as epic as possible, look no further than any UFC poster. A mechanic and personal trainer squaring off and they're trying to sell it like it's Ali-Fraizer III. But hey, that's what generates buzz, so I'll just say that the people of Edina are pure evil. Pretty sure they caused the housing market to crash so they could bulldoze the foreclosed home in neighboring communities for tennis course (2012 note: This Strib story is backing me up!  Sorta.) That hasn't been substantiated yet, but I got it from the same guy who told me Derek Jeter is on steroids, so fairly solid. And oh yeah, if there are any kids reading, Edina people make stew out of puppies and once kidnapped Santa Claus. Thankfully Chuck Norris freed him, can't remember if that was Delta Force 2 or 3.

Contrast this with the hard working, salt-of-the-Earth folks in Burnsville, and the right way to root should be pretty obvious. South-of-the-river is where the Real America starts, sure a lot of us only have two-car garages and neither side holds a Lexus, but we're a simple and honest folk who would give you the shirt off our back...provided that it wasn't below freezing. Edina is the land of boutiques, gallerias and restaurants named Salut, all centered around (wait for it) France Avenue. Can't make it up. Your high school nickname is the Hornets? Might as well be the Frogs. Bloomington is the buffer between us, the front lines if you will, and what do you find intersecting France as soon as you cross over 494 from Edina? That's right, AMERICAN BOULEVARD! USA! USA! USA!

Edina kids are like those silver spoon pricks from Harvard or Yale who end up being your boss. Matter of fact, if your boss is a prick, he's probably from Edina. If he's not, then he probably grew up there, but moved away when his trust fund got pulled for not being pretentious enough. Their hockey team is full of guys with first names like Anders and Marshall and J. Watkins Blowhard III. I only made one of those up.

Order a vodka tonic in an Edina bar, they'll put a parasol in it, order a Budweiser and they'll ask you to leave. Sure, they may have the pedigree, but we've got the toughness and determination, the Braves (they will always be the Braves to me) are due! I watched them play in this same semifinal, at the same arena, 3 years ago, and it went to OT before the bad guys won. It's time for history to turn in the other direction and send the black-and-gold on their way to St. Paul!

Was trying to come up with a sign idea for a game, it's not going so well. The first few rejects:

The South (Suburban Conference) shall rise again!

The Blaze are flaming!

It Burns when we PP!
(2012 note: A friend I was standing next to at the game actually yelled this one after Burnsville scored a tying power play goal during last year's game.  We got some looks.  It was awkward)

Your players may be Hornets, but your cheerleaders are Hors

Tell your mom to quit calling me, what happens at Redstone stays at Redstone

Yes, Edina fan, I spit in the sandwich I served you for lunch. Don't ask what was in the soup


To finish things off, a bit of extra motivation, I know this one's been done to death, but it fits so perfectly!

Go get em boys.

BURNS-VILLE! BURNS-VILLE! (clap clap clap-clap-clap)

Tuesday, March 1, 2011

This one's for all the Old Dutch Rip-L chips

Another titanic struggle is brewing tomorrow evening, this time in the world of high school hockey.  I don't want to oversell it, but in a world where protesting union workers can compare the govenor of Wisconsin to a totalitarian Egyptian dictator without even the slightest realization of how ridiculous they sound, I'd say Edina vs. Burnsville ranks somewhere between USA v. USSR and Blazin wings v. bowels on the rivalry scale.  That's not a comment on politics either, more of a comment on the use of hyperbole and how it makes people tune out whatever comes after.  Anyway, I learned a long time ago that discussing hockey is a much more worthwhile use of time than debating political affiliations.

But we do all strive to make the things we love as epic as possible, look no further than every UFC poster you've ever seen.  A mechanic and personal trainer squaring off and they're trying to sell it like it's Ali-Fraizer III.  But hey, that's what generates the buzz, so I'll just say that the people of Edina are pure evil.  Pretty sure they caused the housing market to crash so they could bulldoze the foreclosed home in neighboring communities for tennis course.  That hasn't been substantiated yet, but I got it from the same guy who told me Derek Jeter is on steroids, so fairly solid.  And oh yeah, if there are any kids reading, Edina people make stew out of puppies and once kidnapped Santa Claus.  Thankfully Chuck Norris freed him, can't remember if that was Delta Force 2 or 3.

Contrast this with the hard working, salt-of-the-Earth folks in Burnsville, and the right way to root should be pretty obvious.  South of the river is where the Real America starts, sure a lot of us only have two-car garages and neither side holds a Lexus, but we're a simple and honest folk who would give you the shirt off our back...you know, provided it wasn't below freezing.  Edina is the land of boutiques, gallerias and restaurants named Salut, all centered around (wait for it) France Avenue.  Can't make it up.  Your high school nickname is the Hornets?  Might as well be the Frogs.  Bloomington is the buffer between us, the front lines if you will, and what do you find intersecting France as soon as you cross over 494 from Edina?  That's right, AMERICAN BOULEVARD!  USA! USA! USA!

Edina kids are like those silver spoon pricks from Harvard or Yale who end up being your boss.  Matter of fact, if your boss is a prick, he's probably from Edina.  If he's not, then he probably grew up there, but moved away when his trust fund got pulled for not being snooty enough.  Their hockey team is full of guys with first names like Anders and Marshall and J. Watkins Blowhard III.  I only made one of those up.

Order a vodka tonic in an Edina bar, they'll put a parasol in it, order a Budweiser and they'll ask you to leave.  Sure they may have the pedigree, but we've got the toughness and determination, the Braves (still protesting the name change from Braves 15 years ago) are due!  I watched them play in this same semifinal, at the same arena, 3 years ago, and it went to OT before the bad guys won.  It's time for history to turn in the other direction and send the black-and-gold on their way to St. Paul!

Was trying to come up with a sign idea for a game, it's not going so well.  The first few rejects:

The South (Suburban Conference) shall rise again!

The Blaze are flaming!

It Burns when we PP

Your players may be Hornets, but your cheerleaders are Hors

Tell your cougar of a mom to quit calling me, what happens at Redstone stays at Redstone

Yes, Edina fan, I spit in the sandwich I served you for lunch.  Don't ask what was in the soup

Wish me luck, game time is 6:00.  BURNS-VILLE! BURNS-VILLE! (clap clap clap-clap-clap)

Wednesday, February 24, 2010

Tip o' the cap to another great stretch

The month of March is usually one of my favorite times of the year, baseball chatter starts picking up, the weather gets back above 40 degrees and, with apologies to the Stanley Cup playoffs, the best tournaments in sports take place.  Within a span of 4 weeks, the Minnesota high school hockey tournament, WCHA Final Five and a little thing called March Madness (you might've heard of it) all occur, peppering the monthly calendar with one great game after another.  Throw in the typical run up of conference hoops and hockey tourneys, along with high school sectional playoffs, and you have the greatest month on the sports calendar this side of October, which gets the top spot since it's the only time that all 4 major sports (yes, I'm sticking to hockey as a major) are in season.

This year we get to hitch March with a running start, thanks to a rousing Olympic hockey tournament and run of big games in other sports kicking off today.  A little sampling of what's in store for the next week:

Today
2:00 - USA vs. Switzerland - The Americans cannot sleep on the Swiss, they may be a 2nd tier team, but are definitely dangerous, losing today would be a tragic ending after the big win over Canada

4:30 - Canada vs. Russia - Game of the day, no question.  Tons of NHL talent, including the two best players in the league, not to mention I can't be disappointed, because one of these teams will be going home without a medal!

9:00 - Finland vs. Czech Republic - Solid game featuring a lot of players from the Wild, chance to do some scouting for the semifinals

11:00 - Sweden vs. Slovakia - Probably past my bedtime, which is a shame, every game on this slate is good, with this one being no exception.  If Mary Ann Gaborik pulls here groin and I miss it, that would be terrible.
 
Throw in a huge Gopher hoops tilt and you have one heck of a Wednesday.
 
Thursday
I'm not a big high school sports guy, but the hockey in this state is second to none, and when my alma mater Burnsville is on a 14-1-1 run coming into the section tourney, it demands attention.  The Blaze should roll over Shakopee on their way to the semifinals.
 
Friday
Two Olympic hockey semifinals and a slate of crucial WCHA games kick off the weekend
 
Saturday
Hopefully the Gophers and Burnsville are still both relevant at this point, if so a couple more huge games to pass the time on Saturday, Gophers @ Illinois, Blaze vs. TBD in the section semis.
 
Sunday
Ditto for the USA hockey team, just make it to Sunday and play for the gold, then anything is possible.
 
All in all, one heck of a slate of games to jump start one of the best months of the year.