This blog will be going onto a reduced posting schedule for a while. How long, I don’t know. Maybe just a couple of days, maybe a couple of weeks, maybe longer.
The fact is that I’m a very angry Habistani these days. I’m angry at the Canadiens, not so much for slumping but for absorbing so much of my affection for hockey in their half-crazy, improbable, fragile game, and then taking that game and shattering it into a million pieces right in front of me. I’m angry because they’ve put my beliefs at odds with my better judgment. I still believe in them, I still believe that they’re a good team that will come around and play well again, and that makes a mockery of any claim I might have had to really, objectively understanding hockey. It more or less exposes me for the complete idiot I am.
Mostly, though, I’m angry because the hockey world is so freaking happy to bury ahbabi alive and dance on their grave. There is more coverage of and conversation about the Habs now than there has been all year, they are more interesting as a disaster than as a success. People are eager to chew over the increasingly gory details of their collapse, and embroider those details for increased dramatic effect whenever possible. Lest you think I’m speaking of the good folks over at Battle of Ontario and their ilk, no, not really. Honestly, Leafs fans wish they had half the Habs-hating skills of Habs fans. People often complain about ‘bandwagon’ fans- those who are attracted to the team when they’re winning and leave when they’re losing. The Habs, however, seem to have a rather large coterie of anti-bandwagon fans- people who never mention hockey all damn season, until the team starts tanking, at which point they begin declaring to all and sundry that they’ve been a Habs fan for 8.75 million years, so they know what good hockey should be, and then proceed to recite a list of approximately 300 reasons why this year's team is a total waste of organs and always was. I know there are more moderate voices out there, many of whom have been kind enough to leave me the occasional encouraging comment, many of whom have their own blogs, but they are out in the wilds of the internet, and seem very far away from my actual life.
So I'm angry and isolated and, lacking anyone to casually vent to who doesn't make me feel even worse, it’s affecting pretty much everything I try to write about hockey. Every general post I’ve worked on all week has been total crap. I wrote three pages on ‘the code’ that came out with a tone of such shrill rage that I can’t even bear to reread them myself, much less inflict them on the world. My goal here was never to write a rabidly partisan Canadiens blog, and it’s not fair to start filling it with bilious nonsense just because I’m upset that my team is falling apart, just because I have inadequate coping skills.
I’m going to keep doing the post-game comments, because that’s just something I need to do, so this isn’t a total hiatus. Rather, the Theory itself is being suspended indefinitely, until I find a way to recover some sort of equilibrium. Hopefully it won’t take long, who knows, maybe everything will turn around this weekend and I’ll feel so vindicated that it’ll be as if none of this happened. But I’m not counting on it.
Just thought I’d let y’all know.