I’ll mention this later, but just so we’re clear upfront: I like what was returned for Nash, the trade was a sensible one. It’s even easy to argue that the Blue Jackets came out ahead, statistically. But this isn’t entirely logical. I hope you’ll stick through this odd post.
I like numbers. I always have. I was that weird kid in high school who found a strange satisfaction from solving problem sets, and I continue to find a sort of enjoyment from equations. I find numbers (and math in general) to be relieving because they follow rules and even if they manage to surprise, you can probably tease out some kind of causality.
The numbers should be of some comfort. The numbers tell me that I should be relieved. $7.8 million, -0.1, they’re gone. Or maybe it’s better to look at +8.8 and +2.9. But somehow I’m just left dissatisfied.
I was late to following hockey. Like most televised athletic events, I just didn’t care about following along. A bunch of jocks running (or skating) around didn’t seem important. It wasn’t until going to college and seeing live games on a regular basis that I really started to fall in love with the sport. The speed, the intensity, the rabid fanbase and being a part of the fan experience all managed to sway me in less than a season. Even now, college hockey is still my favorite version of the game. Of course, it helped having friends who were NHL fans; their input suddenly got me to follow the professional version, first watching playoff games and eventually regular season games.