Ok, so I try to find interest in these infrequent meetings between Bettman's lackeys and Goodenow's flunkies but really nothing ever seems to happen, so I tend to have my eyes glaze over when I read they're about to meet again or have just concluded another meeting.
Regardless of the day, the length of the meeting or location of the conclave the result is the same, No Hockey played, No Hockey planned. So forgive me if I show less than overwhelming glee at these little chit chats.
Al Strachan has pretty well nailed the whole thing on the head with his column for the Sun papers today, in fact every time I see Bob and Gary now I'm going to hear that famous theme running through my head!
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