Sometimes it takes failure to appreciate success. We failed on the powerplay over and over again, looked downright incompetent at times, were ready to give our first born for a goal and then Dustin Brown hammers one so deep into… Read More ›
Jeff Carter and Anze Kopitar seem to work. That’s really not a surprise. You put me with Kopitar and I will score a few goals too. Give me the opportunity to dish the puck to Jeff Carter and he will… Read More ›
All of the hustle and hard work, all of the forecheck and backcheck, all of the shots on goal and doing the little things right do not mean a whole hell of a lot if you cannot bury the puck… Read More ›
As goaltenders go, they don’t make them any more sexy that Jonathan Quick. He misses nearly 2 months of action and, in his first game back, makes Vancouver Canucks forwards and defensemen suck it. These diving prima donnas have not… Read More ›
Enjoy your New Year. Fuck! I am drinking. Drink. It heals the 0-4 wounds. FUCK!
I hated this game. From puck drop, it felt disjointed. The defense didn’t look like ours. The forecheck looked slow. Playing the Predators is like masturbating with a condom on. Stupid call on Toffoli. Very basketball. Stupid game winning goal… Read More ›
Our LA Kings take on the neon laced Dallas Stars tonight at home. Everything I ever cared to know about the Dallas Stars I have forgotten and I don’t care to learn much more about them. In other words, you’re… Read More ›
I enter every shootout in a bad mood. I do enjoy leaving them in a better mood. As much as I hate this ridiculous exhibition to decide a regular-season hockey game, watching Martin Jones put on a clinic on goaltending… Read More ›