Where's the jokes?

First off, I want to say that I didn't see or listen to the game last night. We got snow up the ying-yang here in CT and I took the opportunity to get reacquainted with an old friend, The Sandman, so I hit the bed early last night.

The boys won 3-2 over the Coyotes and Bill Guerin had two rebound goals. The Tank returned after a couple of games off with an injured shoulder and he picked up an assist. Coach Nolan apparently had a chat with Mike Comrie before the game and Comrie responded with a couple of assists. Jeff Tambellini was the guy who took the brunt of Nolan's displeasure and was assigned back to Bridgeport. Seriously now, that guy has got to decide whether he is an excellent AHL player or is going to be a good NHL player pretty darn soon.

To me, the big news from yesterday wasn't that baseball players are juiced up like the Kool-Aid Man; it was that the Flyers signed their young captain Mike Richards to a twelve-year contract.

So, you know, I checked the Canadian papers this morning. Where are the jokes? The press had a lot of fun when the Isles signed Ricky to the fifteen-year deal so surely they must be having hart attacks running to their keyboards to rip the Flyers for making along-term investment too.

Um, not quite.

No one is making fun of the Flyers as far as the articles I've read--and that shouldn't be too shocking. In fact, I would have been less surprised to read that the Philadelphia chapter of MADD had named Eagles Coach Andy Reid their Father Of The Year. Now, that kind of long-term commitment is a sound business deal. When the Islanders did it, it was fodder. Go figure.