Fucking Bizarro World we live in.
We didn't RIP the Coyotes yet, so here's a heartstring-tugging photo of Bryz:
Until next year, babe.
Go to a beach and catch up on your Socrates.
Last night, Boston tied up their series, thanks to a goal by Michael Ryder, who, true story, is kind of adorable despite being Bruins' fans requisite scapegoat:
Carey Price looks like he needs a Bud Light and a Newport.
Chicago just won't die. Luongo sucks. We are so unbelievably over this Canucks/Hawks thing. It is a bad angsty slash fiction that just needs to end, preferably with Chicago not advancing.
And, lastly, the San Jose Sharks are walking tall with a 3-1 series lead. Hopefully they still know that anything can happen:
We love that we can't predict the future. It's what makes sports fun. And life. Baking, less so.
We don't even know what to do about a noon Saturday playoff game. CBC wants the Montreal game 5 in primetime, so we're all going to have to gargle cocks and get out of bed bright and early. What do you suggest? We'll get the ball rolling with a James Neal Blingee:
Poor bb Bryz. It was pretty impossible not to feel awful for him, particularly with some of the soft goals, when he would just look so defeated. He definitely wasn't on his game this series, but it's not like his team did much to step up for him. Don't get me wrong, I wanted that sweep more than anything, but it was definitely surprising to watch a team the Wings usually have so much trouble with just never really get anything going.
Two weeks ago I was full of hate for Chicago, but now I'm all for them. I will probably hold a grudge against Luongo for the Olympics until the day I die. Watching him get chased from the net two games in a row has been divine. Canucks can suck it.
I know I'm probably the only person outside of Nashville and Anaheim to give a shit, but I wish more Ducks/Preds games had been televised. Those teams have done some much physical damage to Wings players in playoffs past, that I was looking forward to watching them kick the shit out of each other.
Au contraire, mon frere/soeur/cacaouette. And here's why:
I ADORE Nashville, and have been watching every single Preds/Ducks game like it was the Gospel of Hockey. For reals we can count on whoever prevails here to kick the shit out of the Wings when called upon, and/or kick the gooey guts out of the Sharks. Whichever comes first. Yummies.
Oh yeah. And Shea Weber. So many reasons to love/detest this jewel of a hairyass talented lumberjack. Jealous? Of course. Everybody is.
So, more importantly... THIS was brought to my attention today: http://www.fender.com/#/wayne-kramer-signature-strat
It's expensive, but pretty. Should I? Should I not? What to do, what to do. Fraternal twins run in my family, and I'm up next so I always promised myself that if I had two boys I would name them Wayne and Fred although Wayne would have to go by something else because no way would I want jocks and superfans to think I've named my little guys after THAT Wayne... So anyway. What's your vote and if you had to choose, who would it be? Eh? Wayne or Fred?
Me hearts. xxx MG
@MouthGuard Ugh livefyre wtf, I guess notifications weren't/aren't working.
Preds are fucking awesome. Real character team, not too many guys I wouldn't mind seeing on the Wings. And even leaving aside those obnoxious Tootoo whistles, they appear to have some pretty raucous fans, which is great to see in a non-traditional market. I wish them all the success in the world that doesn't involve beating or causing serious physical injury to the Wings. Unfortunately, those two things happen a bit too much for my taste of late.
If Wayne and Fred were my only two choices, I would go with Fred - but if I were to go in that direction, it'd probably be between Peter Laughner and David Thomas instead. Really a non-issue for me, as my husband and I have already agreed that if we have a son, we're naming him Pavel.
Oh yeah. I will Blingee James if you little confused bitch shits give me my James Hair League points I'm owed. Retroactive. Really.
I have the e-mail to attest. I shoulda/coulda/woulda claimed third. FEH. LAME. LIVEFYRE. BLECH.