The ice was worse than being stuck in a cross country drive withy your mother-in-law who insists on listening to Burl Ives.
The Red Wings fans in attendance were worse than stepping in a pile of fresh soft poodle shit with your brand new Bruno Magli’s (ask them who the Captain was before Yzerman, go ahead. NOBODY KNOWS! Fucking bandwagon asswipes!)
Remember the other day when the Wild didn’t have half their team and the Kings wound up losing. Tonight was beginning to feel like the exact same game…
I got excited for a second when Colin Fraser made a perfect feed pass… only it was to Trevor Lewis who instead of shooting it into a wide open net, put it in Howards breadbasket. How come Sutter doesn’t play Carcillo anymore?
For a split second, I had you.
Oh, look. The guy only the Kings spoke with during his draft year but wound up being drafted by the Red Wings scores the winning goal. (Okay, so his dad died yesterday and he saluted him after scoring… so that was nice… and touching… and made me cry… like a girl… who had her favorite balloon pop)
I feel so sorry for Mike Richards – 20 games without a goal and stuck on a line with Craig Johnson, I mean Matt Frattin and Tyler Toffoli.
The ONLY goal the Kings can manage is on a 5 on 3?
The Kings were just defeated by an AHL team.
And my golf game sucked today in Palm Springs.
This has been a shitty fucking day.
Bring back Matt Greene!
SOMEBODY BUY MY DEAD CENTER ICE TICKETS FOR THE GAME AT DODGER STADIUM! Some asshole plowed into my car at the mall over the holidays and I have a deductible I have to pay!