For years and years Miroslav Šatan has scored goals for various NHL teams.

But he has never done so for the team he was born to play for: the New Jersey Devils.

While I'm not a Devils fan, I have openly wished that Satan would one day wear a Devils jersey.

Think of the fabulous PR it would generate.

The memorabilia and jersey sales.

The fervor religious groups could mistakenly be sucked into.

The potential for incredible newspaper headlines....

"Satan scores big for Devils"
"Satan's goal buries Rangers"
"Devils fans hail Satan"

Well now is the perfect time for my dream to become reality.

Satan is an unrestricted free agent.

Right now he's working out with my favorite cellar dwellers, The NY Islanders, in hopes of getting a contract. While Satan waits for the Islanders , it's the team a few miles away who need to pounce.

GM Lou Lamoriiello pick up the phone or, for God sake, just tweet Satan's agent.

You can get your man cheap.

In Satan, the Devils have the perfect fit. A goal scorer with the perfect name. (I don't care if that's not how it's really pronounced.)

So what do you say Lou? It's high time the Devils got themselves Satan.

Please.

With the passing of John Hughes many folks have posted tributes.

Here's one Loyal 77 member Leo Carvalho sent through yesterday.

The Breakfast Club mixed with the classic comic Teen Titans.

Via Cliff Chiang.

(This is Part IV in a five part series on my trip out to the Hamptons this past weekend.)

You know that friend you constantly run into at Home Depot? I have one too. Only it's not at the Home Depot. Nor is he a friend. In fact, we've never actually met. Also, my person was in American Pie and Role Models. Now, I know I'm not stalking Seann William Scott, so by process of elimination we can only assume that he's stalking me. I've seen him out in Manhattan at least four times, and it's not like I'm partying it up at fashionable places. I saw Seann near the sock wall at Filene's Basement one time. And, like clockwork, I ran into him again this past weekend at the Axe Lounge.

"District 9" ***1/2 (out of four): Inventive, intriguing sci-fi indie with mainstream polish is pure allegory - and isn't afraid of the questions it raises or the objections it may incur.

"District 9", a sci-fi indie with mainstream polish, opens with an intriguing premise. An alien ship (big, round, imposing) hovers lifelessly over Johannesburg, South Africa. The newscaster in the film is winkingly incredulous, "not over New York, not over Los Angeles, but here in Johannesburg". The inventive, largely improvised, script continues by having the alien ship just sit there. No hostile advances, no ultimatum, no giant displays of pyrotechnics. Finally, after several months of stalemate, the military intervenes, sending helicopters up to the alien ship to cut open a doorway. What they find is also unexpected.

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