Showing posts with label Martin Biron. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Martin Biron. Show all posts

Tuesday, August 19, 2008

Classic Marty

Props to Shots Off the Crossbar for finding this.
Marty Biron prepares to throw out the first pitch at a Phillies game. Enjoy.

Saturday, February 16, 2008

48 years young




Hey Lindy!









Yes, Marty?








Hey Lindy!









Yes, Marty?









Hey Lindy!









For God's sake, Marty! What do you want?








Happy Birthday.








Lolz.

Thursday, December 20, 2007

Mistletoe for All

by Ryan

I almost wanted to go to the game tonight. Seeing Marty, Danny, and all those new Flyers would have been some fun.

Then I realized it was a gold game, and I'm freaking broke. Then I saw this.

I'm as big a fan of Christmas as anyone, but I'm just not going to dress like a festive fool for a Sabres game. I'm sure they would just love to see me wearing this with two of these on my feet, but it just isn't happening.

The whole game seems like it will be a big deal to some, but I have mixed feelings on the whole "Back to Buffalo" tour. Sure, hearing Marty on the radio again was fun, but I've really tried to focus on this season and this season's players. I've made the effort to forget about this summer's free agency dealings and just focus on the team we have at hand. That includes forgetting the salary numbers behind Danny as well as big signings like Vanek and Roy.

So yeah, seeing Danny and Marty back on the ice at HSBC will be interesting and even a little strange, but I don't think I would be booing or cheering or in tears. The fact of the matter is that our managment made the moves that put these players where they are. They didn't pick us, we didn't pick them, and money is money.

It may be a pansy nihilist perspective, but it's the truth. Darcy wanted to give Marty a shot as a starting goaltender, and blackballed Danny to take a crack at Drury without officially throwing Briere under the bus. It wasn't my decision, but it was the gameplan that Darcy and Friends went with.

Whether I am okay with that or not, it's what happened. What we have to live with is the repurcussions of those moves and simply focus on the team we have. If that includes giving a cheer to an opposing player when their name is called with the starting lineups, so be it.

But please, nothing more than that.

Thursday, June 21, 2007

When You Make it Rain, it Pours

By Rich


Mr. Jones, the men in blue would like to have a word with you. Again. Oh, wait. My mistake, I meant to link you here. Sorry, but you know how it is sometimes...when you hear "Pacman," "strip club," "gunfight," and "police," it all kind of has a tendency to blend together.

To be completely honest, the whole Pacman saga is just entertaining as hell to me. Obviously I don't mean to trivialize the awful things he has "allegedly" been involved in, but it's at the point right now where each successive incident is more rediculous than the last. At this rate, I'm expecting to turn on the news sometime in late July and see Pacman, Mo Clarett, Stephen Jackson and Mike Vick holed up in a Manhattan bank with 25 hostages, demanding a private jet to the Caymans. Actually, is there any way I could arrange for exclusive filming rights to that type of incident? Any Given Sunday meets Dog Day Afternoon...hmm. Interesting. I'd have to cast Roger Goodell as the embattled police negotiator with the failing marriage who's in way over his head, and maybe Marty Biron as the spunky hostage who just won't shut up...


Sorry, that tangent got a little out of hand. I'd just like to point out, by the way, that the Titans needed a DB in the 2005 draft, when they held the 6th overall pick. A lot of people had Miami corner Antrel Rolle rated as the top defensive back on the board, but the Titans passed on him. Why, you may ask? Well, they liked Pacman's return ability. That, and the fact that they didn't want to take a UM player because the organization felt that Canes had too much potential for "character issues." So instead they took Pacman Jones. Way to do your homework on that one, guys. Granted, Rolle has been in and out of the lineup in Arizona with injuries during his first two seasons, but he's been a solid citizen. The Titans? They get Pacman being Pacman, which is sort of like "Manny Being Manny," but with more strippers. And gunfire. And the occasional 79-in-a-55 ticket thrown in for variety.

That's that "U" Karma.