Angry Commentary: The Montreal Canadiens And A Bunch Of Douche Wannabe Owners

By Beaker

Like anything in life, sports has its fair share of dipshits, defenders of mediocrity, bad commentary and egomaniacs. That’s just the way it is. I totally get why bloggers are angry. I’m not like these guys but some day I just may be.

Enter Pierre-Karl Peladeau. Boy-man CEO of a bunch of Quebec-based businesses I couldn’t care less about.

So what do I have against the guy and why is he mentioned on this blog?

Good question. Blog space is too precious to waste on trilobites.

The Montreal Canadiens are apparently up for sale and everyone including their nanny is part of some lame-ass consortium to buy the team.

First off, before I go on, consortiums in Montreal don’t exactly have a solid history. Think Montreal Expos when it was led by, well, who fucking knows anymore? It got to the point turd sandwiches like like Jean Coutu were spewing their poisonous two cents to the media without ever being an actual owner!

It’s one thing to have an opinion when you invest your money into something but quite another when you don’t. He was being a little shit disturber in what was a difficult situation. In the end, they all got their asses kicked by a slick American businessman.

It’s why I never set foot again in a Jean-Coutu store. That and the fact I never found a friend (remember those commercials?) or a pharmacist who attempted to speak some English, tabernak.

Consortiums suck because you never know who actually has the lead - at least in a podunk town like Montreal where parochialism and politics play a large role. I know. It’s hard for us Montrealers to hear this but this is what we are.

I vomit from my mouth

Which brings me back to Pierre-Karl. He recently went public wondering why GM Bob Gainey went ahead and hired Jacques Martin before an ownership was in place. Nice.

Think of this a second. Like JC before him, here’s a guy who’s reported to be in a consortium pouring in comments about something he doesn’t own!

Look Pierre let me blog out loud what many people including probably the guy sitting next to you is thinking: Shut up, you douche. I’m no fan of Bob Gainey’s management style but he knows his job so go tend to Videotron or something. As a paying customer soon to bolt from it, that company needs A LOT of help if you ask me.

The Montreal Canadiens, if owned by ANY Quebec group, would become nothing but a bitch to the media. It’s a toy to be squeezed until the Chinese doll-goo (I remember pulling my Plastic Man doll with my brother until it bled green goo. What a mess. It took about 10 feet but we Drew and Quartered him good) oozes out and kills everyone in sight.

And enough already about Serge Savard as if he’s Bill Gates. Everyone, mostly the French media, are looking at him as the savior for some reason. Please.

Not bad for a guy who was chased out of town like St. Patrick clubbed and chased the snakes out of Ireland.

What? That story isn’t real? I don’t believe it. Fuck it. I’m sticking to it. Given the mythology that surrounds Quebec business and the Habs why not?

I PRAY FOR AN AMERICAN businessman steps in and buy the Habs.

Just to piss everyone off.

Takes bite out of Klondike.




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