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- Apr 1, 2013
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Moron Man can be found in any bar in the city but not on Yonge and King area and not in Yorkville. Many Moron Men about in the inner and outer suburbs of 416.
Moron Man can be found wearing running shoes and track pants, but never goes to the gym, wears a Muskoka Dinner Jacket, a ball cap, eats suicide chicken wings and drinks American beer made in Canada under license. He thinks it is weird to drink tap water with a meal. He rocks a bar stool daily and always goes out to watch the game, and never watches a game at home and without booze, but complains that he does not have money to go see a Leafs game.
Moron Man is a devout follower of the Gospel of Hockey Night in Canada. He thinks the Leafs lack toughness. He secretly hopes the Leafs miss the playoffs so that Dubas gets fired and this stupid analytics department experiment gets replaced with someone who goes by the eye test. Loves good Canadian Kids.
Moron Man cannot trade Ivan Svnesky, who's mother was a Russian figure skating gold medalist who taught him how to skate and who's father was a hockey player who taught his son the fundamentals of the game fast enough. He's young. He's athletic. He has tons of talent. Moron Man would trade him for Patrick O'Thuggo in a heartbeat. O'Thuggo did not want to sign here when he was a free agent because of the Paparazzi coverage . Moron Man delights in pointing out what a great +/-, the fluke stat, he had when he won those cups 15 years ago before all of that surgery after surgery after surgery, back when he was on a line with Ptr Yrop, the great European player.
Moron Man takes personal offence- really takes personal offence- when Canadian cultural touchstones, like the Doctrine of NHL infallibility, get questioned, and knows that the accusations cannot possibly be true.
But they are true - and so the Leafs need to go skills heavy or sit in the penalty box.
Moron Man can be found wearing running shoes and track pants, but never goes to the gym, wears a Muskoka Dinner Jacket, a ball cap, eats suicide chicken wings and drinks American beer made in Canada under license. He thinks it is weird to drink tap water with a meal. He rocks a bar stool daily and always goes out to watch the game, and never watches a game at home and without booze, but complains that he does not have money to go see a Leafs game.
Moron Man is a devout follower of the Gospel of Hockey Night in Canada. He thinks the Leafs lack toughness. He secretly hopes the Leafs miss the playoffs so that Dubas gets fired and this stupid analytics department experiment gets replaced with someone who goes by the eye test. Loves good Canadian Kids.
Moron Man cannot trade Ivan Svnesky, who's mother was a Russian figure skating gold medalist who taught him how to skate and who's father was a hockey player who taught his son the fundamentals of the game fast enough. He's young. He's athletic. He has tons of talent. Moron Man would trade him for Patrick O'Thuggo in a heartbeat. O'Thuggo did not want to sign here when he was a free agent because of the Paparazzi coverage . Moron Man delights in pointing out what a great +/-, the fluke stat, he had when he won those cups 15 years ago before all of that surgery after surgery after surgery, back when he was on a line with Ptr Yrop, the great European player.
Moron Man takes personal offence- really takes personal offence- when Canadian cultural touchstones, like the Doctrine of NHL infallibility, get questioned, and knows that the accusations cannot possibly be true.
But they are true - and so the Leafs need to go skills heavy or sit in the penalty box.
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