In case you haven't heard, or figured enough about life to understand yet, Patrick Kane has embarked on the journey to Alcoholics Anonymous.
Once I had the happy opportunity to drive a drunk-driver-en-route-to-jail-time to an AA meeting - the only thing I remember was a movie they showed about alcoholism; and Kane is as near to a certainty as you're likely to meet.
We all know the type: party guy who always stays until the bar shuts, the party on it's last legs. The ones who can never say never, etc. Great drinking buddies to be sure, so long as they're not your roomate.
I've now decided to like Pat kane. For one thing, he's got sublime hockey skill, and I'm always a fan of that. Secondly, he's human, a bit of a fool, and now, instead of worrying about beaten up cab drivers or just-choked young ladies, we can all sit back, relax, and enjoy the soap opera.
Last night, LA Kings beat the Phoenix Coyotes. Kings sure look like they're going to the finals, but I'm pulling for the Yotes, with their three ex-Oiler rejects.
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