Let it be put on record that I’m absolutely unsure whether my cardiovascular system is quite up to the stresses that tonight’s deciding game in the Hurricanes / Bruins series promises. Unless the Canes can bend them over like Pittsburgh did to Washington last night in the first period, I predict that I’ll be down to the cuticles on finger and toe nails and making weak mewling noises by the end of the second. Third period? Forget about it. If I’m conscious I’ll be quivering in a pool of my own vomit.
I imagine it’s a good thing that I don’t play for them given my reaction, eh?
May 14, 2009
• Posted in: Hockey
Yup, that was something to enjoy. You have to root for us to whomp the Pens.
Great series. I’ve been watching more hockey than I have in years.
-Bruins fan from the Terry O’Reilly era
“And after the quivering in vomit, the oral sex!”
I’m actually not typing this while conscious.
….and now we go to overtime?
What comes after quivering in vomit? Do I even want to know?