How quickly we become spoiled. From four consecutive 3-0 leads in playoff series, to being down 2-0 and oh hockey gods, why hast thou forsaken us? I know! I know! It’s because Ellerby sucks! And, and and, Muzzin’s too inexperienced!… Read More ›
Post Game Anal. Because anal is short for analysis. And as if you needed to ask: This is another article by Kelsey Eyes. I finally crawled out of my bunker after Tuesday night’s spectacular flub to the Blues, the scent… Read More ›
The hockey gods are not like your average Judeo-Christian god. They do not work in mysterious ways, they play their cards right in your face, often imbued with a Gambit-like charge. Tonight the hockey gods balanced the books. First off,… Read More ›
My life is a little worse now.
Brandon Dubinsky is an insect. He’s one of those players that has long earned a broken face. Back in February, he threw a cheap shot elbow on Rob Scuderi. That resulted in… This game, he sucker punched Drew Doughty and… Read More ›