Well a new year is upon us. Hopefully you welcomed it in style... well since you are reading this blog, I’m going to go ahead and assume style may not be your primary concern but hopefully you had fun welcoming the new year. Man in the Bush welcomed the New Year with a ridiculously long game of paper airplanes, while Media Consultant was contemplating murdering a cat (I wish I was making this stuff up).
At this time of year it’s customary to reflect on the previous year and make resolutions. From a personal stand point 2011 was a great year. I found a woman who was willing to put up with me for the rest of her life and convinced her to marry me without needing to resort to a shotgun or potato sack. Me and Mrs Prophet also found out that we will be welcoming a little Prophet Junior to family this spring.
From a sporting standpoint however, 2011 was nothing short of abysmal. The Riders were a gong show both on and off the field. My Vikings were a train wreck and their best player blew out his knee at the end of the season. My Habs are circling the drain as well (though that is entirely due to the fact that we hired an Anglo coach... the more letters with accents in a coaches name, the better qualified they are as a hockey coach, everyone knows that).
By the way, I’m well aware of the fact that I have terrible judgement when it comes to sporting allegiances. If there are any MLB or NBA franchises you want to see tank let me know and I will make them my team and they will surely be headed for the crapper.
The only good news is that by default 2012 is pretty much guaranteed to be better. It’s not like it can get worse? Can it? My liver can’t take things getting worse!
Anywho here’s hoping that 2012 is prosperous one for you, for me and most importantly for the Riders.