Time and time again, trades are made with no remorse in this pool. Sometimes beneficial, sometimes regretful and sometimes made out of sheer boredom, almost every single one of us have made numerous deals over the past few years. Drunk trading in this pool is the equivalent to date rape. Someone can get drunk, whip out his smart-phone and then chaos ensues. At certain times, these trades offers can get a little over the top. The difference is when you date-rape someone there’s a process to follow; you cant just walk up to that ass and take it because that’s actual rape. That makes you a rapist, not a date-rape pickup artist. Also, some of us can come off as annoying and before the offer is even on the table, it’s more insulting than comical. Here are the necessary steps to follow so that you don’t come off as a total jackass.
*Please note: all examples and player examples are made up and none of these were ever offered or counter-offered to me or anyone else. So don’t get your balls in a bunch if you have a player that is mentioned and get upset because you never proposed that.
Bouli’s Guide to What Not to Do When Trading
1) The Trade Block E-mail
This one is hilarious. I actually love it, because there’s nothing better than waking up one morning and checking your e-mails only to find this:
TRADE BLOCK – THE FOLLOWING PLAYERS ARE AVAILABLE:
-Tom Kostopoulos $17
-Martin Gelinas $3
- Andrei Kostitsyn $82
-Paul Mara $32
-Patrick Poulin $0
-Jarome Iginla $118
-Sean Avery $17
-Gordon Bombay $1
Thanks guys, but I sort of know who is overpaid/sucks/not wanted on your roster anymore. I don’t really need an e-mail to help me understand that or to confirm it.
2) Is Everyone Really Available?
Sometimes you get a poolster who throws his year away and says that besides one or two guys, everyone on his team is available. Really? He even says he will give them away for cheap. Ok, sounds good, right? So you propose something fair, like a top-notch D-man for two third line forwards that may help you. Only to get a ‘‘are you kidding me? I’d never trade him; he’s white, $2 and plays with Jim Papagal and Marty Le Mort’’. Well, then thanks for letting me know that everyone was available but your girlfriend you schmuck-fuck. It gets better: you tell him I need a sixty-point forward and I will give you some of my farm guys. Poolster B says no problem, who were you thinking of? So you say something like, I don’t know, a Patrice Bergeron or Teddy Purcell type of guy. Only to get a message back saying ‘‘well if you want him you need to give me Datsyuk’’. You know what, shove your ‘‘available’’ roster (aka Devious Plan to Get Studs) in the free agency and run head first into a brick building.
3) Nice Try…but Do Me a Favour: Hang Yourself
The next time I get a casual text that says ‘‘McCabe for Vanek?’’, I will camp outside your house and when you get home, I will beat you repeatedly with a shovel to the head.
4) The Value of His Points
This one is my personal favorite. When making a blockbuster trade, lets say you approach someone who is out of contention and you offer him you’re first year, cheap superstar. Kind of like a Stamkos at $53 but he is injured so you need at least 3-4 guys to fill that void. So you give so-and-so Stamkos and he names you four third and fourth-liners who don’t see the light of day on the ice. But when you laugh in his face he responds ‘‘Are you serious bro? He has 15 points in 17 games’’. Now, lets break this down: where did those points exactly come from? If he was a third-liner who needed to fill the void at the beginning of the season because his team had injuries and he amassed a whooping 10 points in 6 games he must be worth it, right? No, shut your mouth and listen to me: the next 2 games, he gets 4 points. That leaves 9 games. All of a sudden, ‘‘Mr. Instant Clutch Player’’ has 6:07 minutes of ice time a game and he is a -12. The past 9 games he snored louder than your Uncle who came from out-of-town and wakes you up on a Saturday morning at 8:45am with his blow-horn nostrils. By the end of the year, the player gets 21 points. What a stud; made half of his points in the first 10 games and those won’t even count for me. Then there’s the 25 points in 20 games guys that usually pull 5 groins and their descriptions fit under ‘‘Justin Williams, Ray Whitney and Bill Guerin’’ and to be honest, at the end of the year these guys are in the ER more often than George Clooney in 1995. Funny story: you guys remember at the beginning of the 2006-2007 season when Aaron Voros got like, 7 points in 5 games? Where is Aaron Voros now you ask? Your best bet is to go to IGA