If I Could Take One Moment Into My Hands

Dual purpose post today. First, best wishes and prayers to the Big Man, who has suffered a serious stroke. The E Street Band would not be the same without his sound.

Second, tomorrow. Game 7. One game away from hockey's promised land. Go Bruins.

The Promised Land - Bruce Springsteen

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Prayer to the Hockey Gods

Our Forecheckers, who art enshrined in rinks immortal, hallowed be thy blades. I beseech thee, and your patron saints, Shore, Clapper, Hitchman, and those patron saints still with us, Orr, Schmidt, Espo, Neely, O'Reilly, Bucyk, Bourque and all the saints who have done your will throughout the ages, bestow upon your faithful believers and practitioners a victory in this contest. Give us this day many rubber biscuits in nets opposing, and forgive us our trespasses, as we inflict taunting and scorn upon those who trespass against us. And lead us not into an off-season of golf, but deliver us to hoist Lord Stanley's Cup.

Amen... which means, "Believe".

BELIEVE BOSTON!!!

Baba O'Riley - The Who (click)

Goal Scoring

Well, the Bruins never lit the lamp yesterday, so I never got to hear my favorite song. But, I did get to admire the statue commemorating one of the greatest Bruin goals ever, by one of the greatest Bruins ever, so, not a total wash ;)


(Day was not a wash by a long shot; it was tremendous from start to finish).

Zombie Nation - Kerncraft 4000

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"Son, We've Always Got Room For A Goon..."

C and I are going to the Bruins this afternoon; my first game in a few years, and I'm totally stoked. So, a little Zevon hockey to commemorate.



Hit Somebody (The Hockey Song) - Warren Zevon

My Heart...

...can't take another Bruins/Habs series again this year.

They HAVE to take the Habs down this year, HAVE TO. End of story.

Bleed black and gold folks--let's make this Titletown for real this year!!!! I want to blow off work for a hockey rally!

To the Gods of Hockey

Our Forecheckers, who art enshrined in rinks immortal, hallowed be thy blades. I beseech thee, and your patron saints, Shore, Clapper, Hitchman, and those patron saints still with us, Orr, Schmidt, Espo, Neely, O'Reilly, Bucyk, Bourque and all the saints who have done your will throughout the ages, bestow upon your faithful believers and practicers a victory in this contest. Give us this day many rubber biscuits in nets opposing, and forgive us our trespasses, as we inflict taunting and scorn upon those who trespass against us. And lead us not into an off-season of golf, but deliver us to play another round.

"Allez"-losers... ;)

(Inspired in part by Rob Brezny's questions, and a deep abiding need to see round two of the playoffs. I realize, of course, I'm going straight to hell for this, but, the 9th circle is rumored to be ice, so, there will at least be hockey.)