Wild Bust

It's not your fault Krystopher. Not your fault that your parents spelled your first name like that, not your fault that the 2000 draft wasn't a particularly good one, not your fault that you suck. But apparently you do. You were the big shot from Alberta at Boston College for two years, and as it turns out, maybe you should have pulled a van Riemsdyk and stayed there. Because ever since you left you've been flip-flopping between the NHL and AHL. During the lockout you couldn't even stay in one league, much less one team, and had to go try your luck in both Finland and Germany.

You were traded straight up for Pavel Brendl. Do you know who he is? That is some sad shit.

And after all those failures you went back to Europe and tried your hand in a third European league in Switzerland? Show some mercy my man and give it up.

You and I were born on exactly the same day, so I know how you're feeling. Irregular bowel movements, saggy face, bruises on your butt - it's a little too much to overcome. I know you had a good year in the AHL last season. And got off to another good start this year. But the writing is on the wall. It's over. You were a first round pick at one point. You had the entire world in the palm of your Canadian hand. But you knew that draft was over after Nashville selected Scott Hartnell at number 6. You knew it, didn't you? You old dog you. But I guess you are making a cool half a mil this season, which is a little more than I make. And we are late bloomers aren't we? We are indeed! Let's just hope that you're not as late as I am...

On that note I'll be graduating in two weeks! I majored in criminal psychology at SUNY Binghamton and hope to land a role as Ice-T's partner on Law & Order SVU! Please send my presents in the form of Amazon gift cards to the e-mail dress on the bottom of the right hand border. Thanks for playing.