Is That a Real Poncho or a Sears Poncho?

St. Patrick's Day is a Sears holiday. How's that for playing against type: your curmudgeonly proprietress hates holidays. But I loooooooove hockey, even unaffiliated AA minor hockey. It's been many long years in the wilderness since a sentence such as the following was written and published about our hockey team:

Austin played a great defensive game ...

Greg Rajan is a great, great hockey blogger/writer. He does what he does with a perfect sensibility for his market, and he's been doing it for a good while now. I have not followed the Bats this year--I'm too involved with Center Ice to go and sit, alone, in Chaparral Ice. Getting people, even marginal hockey fans, to sit through an Ice Bats game is a hard sell. Worst feng shui I've ever seen, gah. But the Bats are poised to make the playoffs for the first time in years. They're finally playing like they're being coached by Brent By God Hughes. Took 'em long enough. So I'm once again reading Rajan every couple of days for his take on division/league hockey. This is truly a glorious time to be alive.

Seriously, though -- FUCK St. Patrick's Day.