Dear Jeff Carter,
When the trade was announced last Summer that you were coming to the Blue Jackets, I was thrilled. Granted, anybody who could provide some surefire offense along with Rick Nash is something to get excited over these days. However, there were reports that you were sulking in your home upon hearing this news, and certainly, when anyone has to move from a place of comfort as you were in Philadelphia, I understood to some degree. Having Nash help convince you that this move would be good for you was something that should have signaled a strong, new beginning. So, what happened once the season started? You got hurt. Again, injuries do happen, and I held out hope that you would still be able to produce once healthy. Naturally, it didn't help that James Wisniewski's elbow forced him to sit out the first part of the season. And did I mention that the Blue Jackets stunk with both of you out? Once you returned, you produced very little in the way of goals before getting hurt again. Soon, there were rumors that you wanted out of Columbus, and that was when reality set in: that you really didn't want to be here and were purposely sabotaging the team's season. 25 points, a coaching change (that came far too late), and a rattled goaltender later, you were mercifully sent packing. Because of you, the Blue Jackets' season is in ruins and because of you, it is a real possibility that Nash could be on his way out soon.
In closing, I would like to give you the finger and hope you pull a Dustin Penner in your new home in Los Angeles.
Signed,
Pissed off Blue Jackets Fan
P.S. Fuck you for stunting the development of Ryan Johansen.
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