What a Waste of Calamari: Penguins Win in Detroit
I have rarely been so happy over a non-St. Louis team winning a game.
The people who know about these things said it couldn't happen.
Boy, you gotta hand it to the Penguins. They've taken the Red Wings to seven games, but...they aren't gonna beat them at home.
Actually, they did.
They beat them at home.
It's kind of ironic, too. You know the Red Wings' fans -- not all of them, thank God -- like to throw octopus on the ice during games. There's a freaking tradition for you.
If the Blues ever make it the finals again, maybe we should thorw Mississippi River gar...
Or Clydesdale poop.
That's one reason I'm savoring the Penguins' win is because it gives me hope. If they can beat the f'ing Wings at home, there's hope for everyone. Even the Blues. The other reason is that I hate the Red Wings.
Love y'all in Detroit (especially you Tiger fans), but I hate the Wings.
So congratulations, you young Penguins, on winning the Stanley Cup.
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The cephalopod is dead (at least I hope so). They are "fresh" from a seafood market. As George James Malik, the author of the referenced piece, says,
Id rather eat one of the dead, tossed cephalopods than watch Detroit win another Stanley Cup. Good for the Pens!
Sorry to see you're leaving, but I can certainly relate. Good luck M!