A Butcher, a Baker, a Candlestick Maker: which best describes Pierre Gauthier?
Elementary, my dear old bird:
I once shot a goose while hunting in the backwoods of Hondo, Texas with Ted Nugent (no relation to the Oilers rookie). ‘Nuge cooked her up real nice over an open flame – tasted like chicken.
Pierre Gauthier would neither be a Butcher – he doesn’t eat meat, however he has carved up the Canadiens roster like Bill The Butcher from Gangs of New York.
Nor a Baker – baking often uses milk and/or eggs, a vegan no-no. No, the GM has burnt too many bridges already, let alone pies.
But indeed a Candlestick Maker – he’s at the end of his wick however. It took Gauthier three months to melt three years of centennial celebration goodwill. The fans are tired of ten dollar beer, piss poor home games, the three ring media circus, and Pierre Houde/Marc Denis. The bourgeoisie are ready to storm the gates.
Thee blind Habs, three blind Habs.
See how they GM, see how they coach.
They signed a Ruskie who went under the knife,
Then fired a coach who showed no signs of life,
And hired an anglo thus causing more strife,
Just three blind Habs.
Now, a haiku from Dice: