(on finishing the trip with a win…)
SUTTER: “We played really well. The only time I had any issue was the first game of the trip, the first period against St. Louis. Other than that, I thought we played really well. You’ve kind of always got to separate it. We’ve struggled to score. That’s not a secret now. It’s not about our work or compete, I know that. Our kids play hard.’’

Fuck!

Fuck!

I covered my mouth and ran to the bathroom to throw up my pancake breakfast, salad lunch, and turkey & provolone sandwich dinner.

There must be an explanation. Sutter really didn’t say that. Hammond, that son of a bitch, he threw it in there. It’s like those parentheses he does except he didn’t put a parentheses around it. Murray used to say that. Nobody else. Nobody else on this planet says it. Forget grammar. Forget sentence structure or noun verb agreement! This must mean something. It’s a code. It’s a fucking code. Murray isn’t Sutter. Sutter isn’t Murray. Wait, wait, wait, have we ever seen Murray and Sutter together, in one place? It could be. It fucking very well could be. They are the same person. That would make sense. Lombardi loved Murray and he loves Sutter. That’s a lot of love for a couple of really old fucks. Is it coincidence that he loves them both and one allegedly replaced the other so seamlessly? That is why the offense is still struggling. Murray wasn’t fired. Terry Murray is still here. They tried to hide it from us, oh they tried, but they failed! They fucking failed and there is the proof right fucking there in print, RIGHT THERE in front of our eyes. Oh, Dean, you clever bastard, you thought you fooled us, well NOT this blogger. We are on to you. We caught you red handed. I have to tell Leiweke. What if he’s in on it? What if all of AEG is in on it? I should call Surly. But he didn’t call me. Why didn’t he call me? He notices shit like this faster than I do. Maybe he’s in on it too. He’s a spy. Mother fucker, that explains a lot. That explains why we got all of those Doughty rumors wrong. That source of ours, it was probably Surly, who was Hammond, who was Lombardi, who was Sutter, who was Murray. Murray, that shit with his stone faced, stoic demeanor. He wasn’t being calm. He had no expression because he is a fucking alien and that explains why he can’t speak the language, that explains why Lombardi makes no sense, why Sutter sounds so fucking odd and why Hammond can’t write worth a shit. They’re all the same person. They’re all each other! They’re all Surly!! All quiet now, all quiet, we’ll get through this…we’ll get through this…it’s a verb, it’s a verb, compete…it’s a verb…