For the Last Time, Barry Melrose Doesn’t Write Here (But Thanks for Including us in Your Article)

The Sports Business Journal is a nice news magazine. They are the Sidney Crosby of tracking what’s going on in sports business. Or, if you need another comparison, they are the Darren Rovell of print media. They know their stuff, is what I’m trying to say here.

Anyway, point is that they came out with a nice feature on NHL blogs again this season.

RANDOM ACID INDUCED FLASHBACK: Last year we were ranked 5th by Sports Business Daily, which is pretty much the same thing as SBJ, except daily. It’s great and all, but blog rankings are the most subjective things in the known universe. Woop-dee-freakin-do. A few party favors were sounded in celebration.

/END FLASHBACK

This year, SBJ took the reins and just did a general roundup of blogs so as not to offend anyone (except those who were not included). And let me tell you, the people who do research for them on these sorts of things are nothing short of Paris Hilton. Eh, they’re not that bad. Really more like a drunk Ben Stein. Here’s the screenshot of the article. They have it all pretty down pat. At least until they get to us.

I’m not entirely sure what they mean by “keeping in touch with… Barry Melrose.”

If they meant, “keep up with Barry Melrose through the editor’s unhealthy stalking obsession of the new Lightning coach,” then yes, they would be correct. How-ev-ah, it kind of implies that the blog is written by him… Or that he’s a commenter (I suspect BlackCapricorn)… Or that he actually contributes to this site in some capacity.

Sigh. I’ll cut the rant and make this quick.

In summation:

1. Thank you, Sports Business Journal for the kind salute.
2. For the one millionth time: BMR is not affiliated with Barry Melrose or ESPN or the Tampa Bay Lightning. Not in any way. Not at all. Never met the guy, but I would assume he’s very engaging.

I say this just in case, I guess, any new readers who found us through SBJ are confused. Apologies to them in advance. But please, stay a while and have some queso dip. Just don’t ruin my butt groove in the futon.