So a while back, I got to thinking, just how many former Oilers are out there in the NHL this year? With the way players move around these days, it seemed to me there’d be quite a few; when I looked into it, I discovered that the number is actually closer to “a fucking lot of them.” Restricting it just to players who were at one point Oilers property (no Chris Higgins or Milan Lucic) and who have played at least one game in the NHL this year (no Mike York or Krys Kolanos) still turned up 53 of them (Edit: Make that 56.), from farmhands on a cup of coffee (Guillaume Lefebvre) to future Hall of Famers (Chris Pronger). Here they are, broken down by current team. (Edit: Updated as of this year’s trade deadline, March 3.)
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Bizzaro World – The Hamilton Blackberries
Heywood Jablomi TSN reporting.
Sept 3/09 – Today in Phoenix, Judge Redfield T. Baum handed down a ruling saying that Jim Balsillie was not an acceptable bidder for the Phoenix Coyotes franchise. However he also ruled that the NHL had violated anti-trust law, and was awarding an expansion team to the Blackberry Billionaire to begin play immediately for the upcoming 09/10 season in the city of Hamilton, Ontario, Canada.
The NHL immediately refused to hold an expansion draft and required the team to be filled up with UFA players. Wasting little time Mr. Balsillie called up his close and dear friend Hoop27 to put together an NHL roster for the upcoming season using the salary numbers from the UFA’s last contracts.
Question Marks, Part III
The Masked Men
The Oilers blogosphere (sorry, I’ve grown to hate the sound of the portmanteau) has spent a lot of energy this summer wailing and gnashing teeth over every aspect of Nikolai Khabibulin’s signing — the age, the stats, the term, the dollars, and the seeming disinterest in alternatives. I can’t quibble entirely with the last three: I’d have liked the signing more if it’d been for a year fewer and about a half-million less, and unless we’re talking an elite-level player, I, like Dany Heatley, prefer options, if for no other reason than the fact that it’s good negotiating practice. I’m unmoved, however, by the arguments that Khabi is too old or no longer capable of cutting it.
Question Marks, Part II
The Kiddie Pool
Not a reference to the glut of young, smallish kids with mostly one-dimensional skill, but a reference to the Oilers’ apparent depth at centre. Since 2006, the Oilers have lost Michael Peca, Jarret Stoll, Marty Reasoner, and Kyle Brodziak. While the first was a decision clearly out of their hands, and the second was a necessary evil in the business of trading hockey players (and the return was solid), the other two, I can’t quite explain. I mean, neither guy is the mythical Third Line Centre we’re looking for at this stage of their careers, necessarily, but both were capable in the face-off circle and good penalty killers, and that’s something that this team severely lacked last season. You wouldn’t think a little thing like face-offs would have a ripple effect through the lineup, but there’s some good reasons, when you think about it. Winning face-offs, of course, always improves possession time, which is critical in the small-sample world of special teams. Being able to put two capable centres out for certain draws allows one to cheat a little, because if he gets waived, there’s another man there who can take his place, instead of having the winger come in and almost assuredly lose it. Most importantly, for a man like Craig MacTavish, who was big on line-matching and face-offs, having a trustworthy guy out against the best and/or in the defensive zone was critical; last season there were two, with Horcoff taking the lion’s share of the draws and the now-departed Kyle Brodziak doing an able job of mop-up from the 4C position. The fact that Horcoff was frequently playing both 1C and 3C took a huge toll on him, even as well-conditioned as he is, and I think it’s the primary reason for his relative lack of offensive contribution last year: we’ve seen in the past that when Horc has someone capable backing him up on the checking line, and can take a load off, he’s a near-PPG player, and an extra 20-25 points from your top-line centre is huge.




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The Physiology of Zombie Sex
Yes, I just wrote 700 stream of consciousness words on boning with the undead. Why do you have to make it sound all weird?
So after a lengthy conversation over Twitter last night, Habs fan, professional dick-joke maker, and all-around excellent person Julie Veilleux asked the burning question, “Do zombies have sex? How does it work? Discuss.” Being a graduate student and knowing a thing or two about physiology, I naturally decided to apply myself towards thinking this through scientifically. Because what else would I be doing on a Sunday night?
My first thought was, of course, do their brains even function? My reasoning was that, since sex hormones are regulated by the pituitary gland, you’d need some sort of neural stimulation to the hypothalamus to get them going, right? Especially since the first step of arousal is most likely going to be neurological: pheromones, touch, visuals, etc. But then I wondered, was it possible for spinal/hindbrain mechanisms alone to produce at least some form of arousal? Is it even ethically possible to test for that? (Cue someone linking me to a news story about collecting sperm from a braindead patient so his wife can bear his children.) And would a zombie’s autonomous systems still function?
But then I realized, wait a minute, hormone production is also tied into a bunch of receptor-mediated negative-feedback loops. Too little testosterone? Brew up some gonadotropins and get this party started. Problem is, you’d need blood flow to the pituitary to know that you need it, and blood flow back to the gonads to make the magic happen. So even if the zombie had enough neural function to recognize a sexual opportunity instinctively, without a heartbeat, he’s still screwed. Or not, as the case may be.
(At this point, Julie interjected and wondered if the zombie could just apply a vibrator to his girlfriend. Theoretically, sure, but would he have the higher cognitive function to think of and apply the idea, never mind get anything out of it, make it worth his while? More likely, she’d have to do all the heavy lifting on that one, as it were.)
Of course, we’re not done yet, because we can have heartbeat without cognitive function, or indeed any neural function at all, at least in theory. The sinoatrial and atrioventricular nodes of the heart are capable of generating pacemaker potential in the absence of any sort of external stimulation, thus giving us heartbeat and blood flow without the need for a functioning nervous system. But then we return to the initial problem of erogenous signal transduction: that is, how does the zombie know when it’s sexytime? And how does the zombie “git ‘er dun,” so to speak? You’d need at least some nervous function to shuffle and eat brains, never mind perform any sort of sexual act; gotta stimulate those muscles, right? So without at least some form of nervous system, you’re again SOL.
Thus, we reach the conclusion that in order for a zombie to be able to have sex, he’d need to have at least partially-functioning nervous and cardiovascular systems (and presumably some kind of metabolic function to provide enough energy to drive all these actions and keep hormones in fresh supply, or at least process all the eaten brains and what-not). All of which raises the larger question: at what point is a zombie no longer a zombie? Or put another way, are there any different kinds of zombies that are capable of all this, while retaining their intrinsic zombie nature? (The conclusion of Shaun of the Dead springs to mind here.) The classical reanimated dead zombies of Romero et al. probably have nothing, but the 28 Days Later/Resident Evil virus zombies? Different story, potentially. Voodoo zombies? Different again. And what about consent? Can zombies give or receive consent? Would it be rape? Necrophilia? Would a human be into that? (Silly question; humans will fuck anything.) Do zombies even want to have sex? Do they carry the same reproductive drive as regular humans? Can zombies reproduce? If they can get it up and make it work, can they produce little zombie gametes, too? Would they be compatible with human gametes? Create half-undead children? Would they even want humans, or only other zombies? Is there such a thing as life-ism?
At this point, it seems clear to me that additional research will be required on my part, on the matters of zombie physiology, the minimum neurological requirements for sexual function, and perhaps even a little zombie psychology and philosophy.
Disclaimer: Any errors in physiology are entirely my own. If you’ve found this article, you probably know where to find me and yell at me for being so stupid. Though also consider the purpose of this article; chances are, I’m already taking this way more seriously than you are.
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