Because mine apparently sure can’t. Granted they *did* make it to a shootout, apparently, but what I saw of last night’s game, which ended badly, shootout or no, sure didn’t look all too promising of good news. I came home from Trish’s place last night and fell on the coutch … Read the rest
It really couldn’t hurt. While earlier today I did refer to them rather directly as a steaming pile, there are a few faces I’d love to see stick with the team while the rest of it gets blown to hell. Immediately coming to mind is Sundin, but only because at … Read the rest
It’s official. We’re out of the playoffs. but at least we know this before Christmas so we’re not, you know, waiting for the Islanders to squeak out a win in the shootout on the last game of the season. But damn, does that hurt. Now, granted I went through most … Read the rest
It started off typical enough. And by typical enough, I of course mean you win one, you lose 6. Bright side: we pasted Ottawa, sucka! I mean, yeah it was 3 nill, but come on. I’m used to Ottawa having the 3. Yay for missing that game–not on purpose! Of … Read the rest
But more on the parade later. First, the shocker. We didn’t suck. Against Ottawa. Also known as currently the best team in the NHL, and currently the team that’s been killing us for the past couple seasons. I know, one win does not a recovery make, but it’s still nice … Read the rest
Rant about this morning’s hella cold to come later. But first, I slept through this, and I don’t regret it–apparently, the stink was bad. Not that there’s anything good about being on the 2 end of a 5 2 game, but… oh, my, lord. 19 seconds in and it’s already … Read the rest
Not that it’ll teach me anything. A conversation I had with Mike via IM, I thought, might have marked a turning point in my Leafs luck. However, I had no sooner mentioned I thought my luck might be changing than Montreal, as they love to do, went and messed it … Read the rest
Usually when we lose, even if it’s just by a goal, it’s due to the fact we completely and totally came apart for pretty much the entire game. Last night, at least, we were able to keep it relatively together–well, except for about a 42 second stretch wherein both goals… Read the rest
My brilliant plan was to come home, flake out for about half an hour, then order pizza and watch the game. What did I end up doing? Coming home, flaking out for half an hour, getting up at midnight, missing a 3 nothing win, and not ordering pizza. Gotta love … Read the rest