In retrospect, yesterday's blog may have come across as somewhat harsh. Maybe even a bit knee-jerk. Of course, when your team seems to be playing like 80-year old arthritic milk cows, you can appreciate a little frustration from the fans...
Tonight Game Three gets underway, and home ice is where this team shines. MTDG and I couldn't afford to hock another kidney for play-off tickets, so we won't be in attendance. However, this is the time of year we actually pay attention to NHL games, even teams we normally wouldn't give a rat's tooshie about. We'll be following the game, on the shimmering boob tube.
So, come on Flames - let's get this boat back on course. Note: Those large, unshaven fellows wearing red jerseys are icebergs. Avoid them. Beat them. Be as strong as a frozen puck....
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That's pretty much all I got today. My muse is in Cancun, on vacation...
Chow for now!!
2 comments:
Bring out the chicken!!!
Egads!!
A) I hope my muse returns quickly...
B) Damn that chicken and his inexplicable popularity...
C) if it wasn't for a typo, I'd be concerned about that sign-in name....
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