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.)
Labels: blog 365, hockey, rob brezny
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HRH Courtney, Queen of Everything
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9:29 AM
4 Comments:
That is awesome.
I think you are going to be ok, hell-wise. ;)
One of the best things about this series has been seeing the shots of Cam Neely going berserk up in the box and acting like a lunatic fan when the B's score. I love it. Need to see some more of that kind of thing. GO B's!! :)
Hockey? They still play that? I thought there was a strike or something. I don't remember anyone calling it off.
I am upset. I hate the Habs more than I hate the MFY.
!@#!@!!!!!!####$&^!!
Being from Indiana I was raised a Blackhawks fan, but Neely's one of my favorite players ever. It was sweet when he popped up as Mungo on Rescue Me (one of the few shoes I'll watch).
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