Well, the NHL deal is almost done, and not too many people care. I suppose I’ll have to take back my last post, in which I opined that the players realize that the owners really are losing money, and decided to give even more. After reading King’s column, I have to agree with King. The players did a full and total capitulation. They reduced their salaries, they agreed to a hard cap, something they said they never would, and the owners got more favorable arbitration rules.

I, for one, am excited. Am I happy that the owners managed to win a long labor strike yet again (NFL in late 80’s comes to mind)? Not particularly. But I can’t say that a $36M salary cap affects my life any differently than a $49M salary cap. I just want to watch hockey. And being in Sharks territory, there ain’t a whole lot of alternatives to the Sharks pro-hockey-wise.

I just can’t seem to scare up any righteous indignation about this thing. I don’t view pro hockey as a right, a right that was carelessly and ruthlessly taken away by rich white men looking to gain more money from other rich (mostly white) men. I view it as a great sport to watch and play, and I’ll watch it and play it whenever I can. It’s not a public utility. I can appreciate that some (ok, lots) of tax dollars were spent to keeps teams around, in the form of new arenas and tax breaks. And maybe that’s where the indignation should be coming from, if it exists. Let’s make that a lesson. The NHL wants to run their business with leadpipe cruelty and mercenary sensibility; we should guard our tax dollars with the same attitude. No more arena subsidies. No more tax breaks. If my beloved Sharks move to Ames or Boise or Minneapolis because San Jose won’t cough up some millions, I’ll get over it. I’ll still watch the games on TV. Or not. As Jerry Seinfeld said, when you’re rooting for the home team you’re essentially rooting for laundry.