I’m not entirely sure, David. My head is swimming, but that’s mostly just the traffic jam of mucous swirling through my skull. Waking up late to the text “GABORIK!” knocked me back into a Nyquil daze, which is weird, because… Read More ›
Down 4-2, dying. Tied, screaming. Martin Jones save on Gabriel Landeskog, died. I don’t know what to do with this game. My love of Slovenia and everything Slovenian went to another level. If possible, Jeff Carter became that much sexier… Read More ›
Cap space takes another victim. I respect Colin but it’s time to move on. Bring up Andy Andreoff or make a trade.
I screamed! I danced! I put the old dog outside because he kept farting! We scored! Two goals! And the other team didn’t score three! Brown hit someone! He hit the fucker hard! And I didn’t care it was a… Read More ›
Stat. I am drinking and there is a Ducks fan in the room. That is all for now..
Dean Lombardi said 2-3 seasons ago when the Detroit Red Wings struggle, they go 4 and 4 in 8 games not 0 and whatever the hell we were at that time… He spoke of this in the context of how… Read More ›