OK, I'm sorry I haven't posted a lot lately (OK, at all). I assure you the blog is not dead. I also have to worry about other things during the summer, and unfortunately there is not enough Mike Kloepfer action or crappy Paul Tutka writing to keep me occupied.
A couple of weeks ago, there was a blockbuster MSL trade. Mark Steinhuis was shipped to the St. Regis from Barrie for Aimee Caines (a washed up mediocrity of a goal scorer), Jackson Gair (an Orillia boy coming off a terrible injury with the Junior Indians in the playoffs last year) and a draft pick (which one can assume will be used on Caleb Wiles or Rick Acorn, even if somebody better such as Stephen Keough is available).
Now, it is pretty obvious Steinhuis wanted to play on Cornwall Island with John Tavares. I also am aware of the fact that Lindsay Sanderson appears to be running the show up in Barrie. Unfortunately for the people of Barrie, Kloepfer owns the team and one would think any deal would go through him. So ultimately, I am going be an asshole and pin this on Mikey K. Anybody that would get that little for Steinhuis, an undeniable superstar and huge name in lacrosse, does not deserve to be an owner, manager, coach or waterboy of a lacrosse team, whether it be in minor pee wee or the NLL.
The awesome thing about the Lakeshores too this year is that they got forced out of the Barrie Molson Centre (not sure why-the Colts, lack of attendance, apathy of the Barrie sports fans) to the smaller Holly Community Centre, essentially a junior B rink. I guess Mike thought this would be a Peterborough situation when he got the expansion team a couple of years ago. Too bad for him they have only been mildly successful on and off the field.
Stay tuned for more.
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Monday, June 9, 2008
Tuesday, April 1, 2008
Ratcliff with Kloepfer
I was just thinking about what went on after the blockbuster trade happened about a week ago.
The following takes place at 3:00 AM Eastern Time on Wednesday, March 26th, 2008
Mike Kloepfer is sitting in his living room, eating donuts and watching reruns of Trailer Park Boys proudly admiring the leather jacket he has worn for 5 straight years without once removing it.
He picks up the phone, and dials is newest acquisition, Lewis Ratcliff.
Kloepfer (on the phone with the Ratcliff residence): Hello, can I speak with Lewis?
Ratcliff: It's midnight. Who the hell is this?
Kloepfer: C'mon Lew, its me, Mike Kloepfer.
Ratcliff: Mike Klomper? Buddy look, I don't have time for this now. I have to be at the gym at 6:00 AM tomorrow.
Kloepfer: Not Klomper, Kloepfer.
Ratcliff: Yeah so? Why the hell are you calling me? Who the hell are you?
Kloepfer: I'm the director of lacrosse operations for the Toronto Rock.
Ratcliff: Oh, the guy who traded for me today.
Kloepfer: Yeah, thats me. Listen, I got some suggestions about your game when you play with us in a couple of weeks.
Ratcliff: Can this wait until tomorrow? I am really, really tired...
Kloepfer, interrupting him: I think when you come here, we are going to try to change your role around a little bit.
Ratcliff: What?
Kloepfer: I want you to make sure Ryan Benesch gets the ball on every single play, I don't care if you are wide open, or if another guy is open, but I want you to get Benesch the ball on every play, no matter what.
Ratcliff, suddenly becoming more alert: You want me to pass the ball when I'm wide open?
Kloepfer: I know it seems odd, but you are really being brought in here to kick start Benesch. If he goes, then the team goes.
Ratcliff, wondering about guys like Blaine Manning and Aaron Wilson making his new team go: So if Ryan Benesch is on the floor, he gets the ball?
Kloepfer: Yes, exactly! Thats why we brought you in. To make sure Benesch gets the ball every possession.
Ratcliff (questioning him): You said in an article in the Globe or something today that I was going to be a big part of the offence.
Kloepfer: That was a cover. Sanderson wasn't getting Benesch the ball enough and that is why we traded him.
Ratcliff: You know I scored 50 goals last year. Benesch has like 11 this year. I have more than double that.
Kloepfer: Stats don't matter to me, they are hogwash. I don't use objective player evaluation measures like statistics and skill level. The only thing that matters is if you played for Barrie at some point in your life or not. You have never played for Barrie, Lewis. I brought in Benesch to lead this team, and you are just going to come along for the ride. Aren't you excited to be part of the Rock?
Ratcliff (with sarcasm oozing in his voice, while realizing Benesch never played for Barrie): Sure Mike! I can't fucking wait!
Kloepfer: Great, I'll see you at practice in a couple of weeks.
Ratcliff proceeds to hang up the phone.
The next day, after doing some research, he found out that Mike Kloepfer got to where he is today by being the owners of some lacrosse teams in Barrie. That is all he has done to run the most successful lacrosse team of the last decade.
Ratcliff suddenly begins dreaming about playing for Kurt Silcott again.
The following takes place at 3:00 AM Eastern Time on Wednesday, March 26th, 2008
Mike Kloepfer is sitting in his living room, eating donuts and watching reruns of Trailer Park Boys proudly admiring the leather jacket he has worn for 5 straight years without once removing it.
He picks up the phone, and dials is newest acquisition, Lewis Ratcliff.
Kloepfer (on the phone with the Ratcliff residence): Hello, can I speak with Lewis?
Ratcliff: It's midnight. Who the hell is this?
Kloepfer: C'mon Lew, its me, Mike Kloepfer.
Ratcliff: Mike Klomper? Buddy look, I don't have time for this now. I have to be at the gym at 6:00 AM tomorrow.
Kloepfer: Not Klomper, Kloepfer.
Ratcliff: Yeah so? Why the hell are you calling me? Who the hell are you?
Kloepfer: I'm the director of lacrosse operations for the Toronto Rock.
Ratcliff: Oh, the guy who traded for me today.
Kloepfer: Yeah, thats me. Listen, I got some suggestions about your game when you play with us in a couple of weeks.
Ratcliff: Can this wait until tomorrow? I am really, really tired...
Kloepfer, interrupting him: I think when you come here, we are going to try to change your role around a little bit.
Ratcliff: What?
Kloepfer: I want you to make sure Ryan Benesch gets the ball on every single play, I don't care if you are wide open, or if another guy is open, but I want you to get Benesch the ball on every play, no matter what.
Ratcliff, suddenly becoming more alert: You want me to pass the ball when I'm wide open?
Kloepfer: I know it seems odd, but you are really being brought in here to kick start Benesch. If he goes, then the team goes.
Ratcliff, wondering about guys like Blaine Manning and Aaron Wilson making his new team go: So if Ryan Benesch is on the floor, he gets the ball?
Kloepfer: Yes, exactly! Thats why we brought you in. To make sure Benesch gets the ball every possession.
Ratcliff (questioning him): You said in an article in the Globe or something today that I was going to be a big part of the offence.
Kloepfer: That was a cover. Sanderson wasn't getting Benesch the ball enough and that is why we traded him.
Ratcliff: You know I scored 50 goals last year. Benesch has like 11 this year. I have more than double that.
Kloepfer: Stats don't matter to me, they are hogwash. I don't use objective player evaluation measures like statistics and skill level. The only thing that matters is if you played for Barrie at some point in your life or not. You have never played for Barrie, Lewis. I brought in Benesch to lead this team, and you are just going to come along for the ride. Aren't you excited to be part of the Rock?
Ratcliff (with sarcasm oozing in his voice, while realizing Benesch never played for Barrie): Sure Mike! I can't fucking wait!
Kloepfer: Great, I'll see you at practice in a couple of weeks.
Ratcliff proceeds to hang up the phone.
The next day, after doing some research, he found out that Mike Kloepfer got to where he is today by being the owners of some lacrosse teams in Barrie. That is all he has done to run the most successful lacrosse team of the last decade.
Ratcliff suddenly begins dreaming about playing for Kurt Silcott again.
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