The Wild go hog-wild in Sweden but it ends up being swine, in what’s become a theme, of travel to play games in Europe, and fans follow. Enuf said, as Joe for a change strives for brevity …

The Minnesota Wild were looking to pick up some slack with their trip to The Continent, and some locals have said they were making the trip also, much like when Adrian Peterson flew a whole bunch of his faves to a far-away place, twice over, as he too loves a party. The Vikings too have been in Europe for A Friendly, more than once. And so it goes …
But with the hockey team, we are talking a couple of games in Sweden.
A first contest was a 7 a.m. game time here, across time zones, so break out your Bloody Mary’s as you watch.
Three “Wild Swedes” from Minnesota were at a big movie premier in their country, or could this be read as Swedes acting up?
It was one of their own countrymen who scored while playing for Ottawa, I believe his first goal for the team, to send the Wild to yet another defeat. One European trumping — are they allies? — another, as in Kirill. Then going out and feasting on krill? OK that’s a fisherman-style (Swedish as on the sea?) stereotype.

 

— Or like those candies called Swedish fish. A pack was sent to me back in the day by a friend who was visiting there, and she also shared a postcard on one of our favorite fishy topics — the sturgeon that are prominent in a river where she lives.  This one showed a mermaid that was termed the new sturgeon, Swedish style, and the note indicated that maybe I’d go fishing more often — which I rarely have done — if I lived there. The blond locks on the mermaid reminded me of another friend, who is a lookalike for Daryl Hannah, and had suggested back in the day that we should go out on a Halloween, like the one recently passed, with her dressed as that cute creature from Splash.

The first friend also sent another postcard from the edge that showed a whole bunch of women chasing a naked man — shown only from the back. This time the note said that this is what they do for fun in Sweden.

Maybe I should visit. —
And more tales of the tape, this time with stuff that makes the Bad New Bears look good. Michigan Head Coach Harbaugh is at the center of a controversy over stuff like sign-stealing and bad recruiting. He will serve his suspension, and not suspended sentence, away from the sidelines, it appears, legal appeals aside, and since the penalty carries through season’s end, its three-game length seems magnified. The team quickly faced a squad they had beaten 22 straight times. How would you like to be an odds-maker in the midst of all this? Hey, Harbaugh might be able to help them.
The U-Michigan linebacker coach was back for a second stint, then was dismissed recently.
Was he unethically scouted? He allegedly deleted from a computer more than the weekly add to the playbook. This was said not to be tied to sign-stealing, although since the players he coached, when on the field, were right in the middle of things … There are so many legalish matters at play here that you’d think they were cases against Trump. Even makes Bill Belichik look good.

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