Your Morning Carts: I'm Going to California to See Richie and All The Philly People Had an Opinion Edition!
Mike! I brought the jet ski! I brought the jet ski! Let's ride!!
I like to fancy this site a bit of a democracy (also, it’s day 3 of dog-sitting temperamental dog and I haven’t slept and don’t feel like writing anything myself). So, last night, when news broke that Jeff Carter would be heading west to join his Oh Captain My Captain, the former One Eight, Mike Richards, many of you sent Tweets, texts and emails expressing your joy, fear, LOLs and excitement over what promises to be a sexcapade for the ages– two millionaire friends, torn apart then reunited on the opposite coast where the hunnies are beautiful and the legs are wide.
Some of you even requested that we form a CB West unit to cover all the goings on. I’ll think about it. Because this isn't going to end well:
Anyway, what you are about to read is an aggregation of your responses to the trade. I’m not sure if I should be proud or frightened that many of you reflexively thought of CB when the news broke. Disclaimer: The thoughts and accusations shared in these Tweets, texts and emails are not presented as fact. Rather, the reactions of Flyers fans who have some familiarity with the duo…
As always, Jeff Carter and Mike Richards reaction aggregation posts are best viewed while listening to Dave Matthews' You and Me. [click play]
Some Tweets are in response to me asking who the underrated winner in all this is: I say Justin Williams, because he'll benefit from the leftovers. Others, a reaction to news of the trade.
I texted my buddy last night "How long before Carts catches the HIV in LA?"
His response was "However long it takes him to penetrate Richie…."
They have to be quasi gay together. Not full blown gay, but frequently sword fighting gay, or checking each other out while they are tag teaming some Sea Isle Co-ed gay.
Scott Burnside article. And if you're still reading, I commend you. Because fuck Scott Burnside. But, I'll take whatever I can for hockey stories, especially involving Richards and Carter. By getting all the way through it, I found this gem:
"Maybe Richards and Carter can find some sort of mojo and those stories of sowing their wild oats will become a footnote to something greater both personally and for the Los Angeles Kings. "
You know these guys get it in when a national (respected? No. God no.) hockey writer uses the term "sowing their wild oats" in a story, and uses it seriously. Are you fucking kidding me?
I miss having these two around. The stories are so much more fun when it's local, not on the left coast.
Sorry… I don't do the twitter or facebook thing. Jeff Carter traded to LA for Jack Johnson and a 1st round pick.
Now Carter and Richards can go back to sucking each others birds. If they win a Cup before we do I will kill them both.
And they say it's always sunny here…