Archives for April 2009

This is worse than a hangover.

I sit here in my Windy City apartment, fighting back the urge to kick my vibrating fridge, wondering what the heck happened last night.

We were so close.

How does a team go from glory to undeniable shame and defeat in the span of a minute-thirty? No heart? No drive? No courage?

No killer instinct.

Let’s face it, boys and girls, this team could have easily put this game away last night. There were odd man rushes, two-on-ones, heck, a four minute man advantage and — nothin’. Nada. Zero. Zilch.

I could go on, but it hurts my heart too much.

Oh, who are we kidding? My heart was ripped from its casing last night and severed to millions of tiny bleeding pieces by the sharpened skates of 23 men.

It hurts.

I do not think this team didn’t have the guts to get the job done. The Hurricanes were simply the better team. Aside from flashes of brilliance and a jewel of a Game 5, Cam Ward was the better goaltender.

Our defense is mediocre at best — yeah, Havelid, go hide in a ditch somewhere west of the Delaware. You are not welcome in New Jersey anymore.

While our offense kicked it up seven THOUSAND notches this season, guys like Brian Rolston and Bobby Holik don’t hack it. Thank goodness we weren’t subjected to Holik’s obligatory three stupid penalties last night, and while it’s fantastic that Rolston finally got a goal, I’d really like to give another Brian all the credit for that tally. Thank you, Mr. Gionta. Whether your on-ice awareness succeeded or you merely blindly threw the puck towards the boards and it just happened to bounce right to Rolston’s stick — I don’t care. It was awesome and one of the few things I can actually smile about after last night.

What do we do? Fire Sutter? Plead for Brodeur’s retirement? Take the entire defense outside and send them into the depths of Newark, just hoping they won’t return safely?

I’m not sure.

All I know right now is that I’m sitting in an apartment with an annoyingly loud vibrating fridge, overlooking the glowing red of the Sears Tower as Chicagoans rejoice, for their team has made it to the second round and mine hasn’t.

Life just doesn’t seem fair, does it?

Things you can do in 80 seconds

Leisurely walk a city block
Read a page or so in a good book
Make a sandwich
Brew a cup of tea
Sew a button on a jacket
Scratch off a lottery card
Shave an unimpressive playoff beard

COMPLETELY DESTROY 8 MONTHS OF MOTHERF(^%$*G WORK GHAAAHGHAHG!!!! I HATE LARGE CYCLONIC WEATHER SYSTEMS

Scott Stevens, was that you? (A half-cap, if you will)

11:53 PM ET: A bittersweet moment, but we must give congratulations to Richard H. as he has taken home the 2MA t-shirt. Thanks to all who entered!
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10:10 PM ET: What a waste. Season over.

10:08 PM ET:
…and that’s that. Staal fires one past Marty with just seconds left. You’ve gotta be kidding me.

10:07 PM ET:
Devils with the timeout. I’m not sure my heart can handle this.

10:06 PM ET:
Well, we have a minute left. Please do not break my heart, New Jersey.

10:05 PM ET:
DAMN IT DAMN IT DAMN IT.  Tied game.

10:01 PM ET:
Marty with a purty glove save on Rod Brind’amour. Do I need to bust out the You Go Girl picture? I think I do. Ever since that crap goal Brodeur gave up early in the first, he’s been on FI-YAH.

9:57 PM ET:
Two-on-one, Madden and Whitey. That’s almost as good as a Colin White penalty shot.

9:51 PM ET:
Martin Brodeur is a pretty darn good goalie. Just sayin’. He’s keepin’ the lead for the Devils right now.

9:51 PM ET:
Cam Ward is a pretty darn good goalie. Just sayin’. He’s keepin’ the Canes in it right now.

9:47 PM ET:
Madden with the game on his stick, can’t quite get it high enough on Ward. Consequently, Tuomo Ruutu gets absolutely reamed by Patty Elias. This has not been Ruutu’s night.

9:47 PM ET:
GOOD KILL GOOD KILL GOOD KILL

9:46 PM ET:
MARTIN BRODEUR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!11ONE!1

9:45 PM ET:
Captain-brunner takes a bad penalty…no good. This is a huge kill here. DO IT.

9:38 PM ET:
Madden and Pandolfo on a two-on-one? Wow, I’m having serious flashbacks here.

9:33 PM ET:
So, yeah, normally the Rangers Suck chants annoy the heck outta me, but there’s something so divine about hearing 17,625 fans mocking the failed season of the Blueshirts in unison.

Loves it.

9:32 PM ET:
HOW DID THAT NOT GO IN? Elias, you’re fired.

9:29 PM ET:
Let us all take a moment bow our heads in silence for the Rangers’ 2009 season. Rest in Peace, New York. Rest in Peace.

…Nelson, I need to borrow your laugh right here.

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9:15 PM ET: Oh, and thanks to everyone who entered the 2MA t-shirt contest! Winner will be announced at the conclusion of tonight’s contest!
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9:13 PM ET: And we’re done with two! Devils with an additional buck-twenty left on the power play going into the third period.  I need a drink.

9:11 PM ET: Atta-boy, Zachy. Good to see Parise back on the ice immediately after getting his cheek ripped open.

9:08 PM ET:
Okay, I was totally kidding about, you know, any injury to Zach Parise. Poor pretty boy takes a stick to the face, draws blood and we’re on a four-minute man advantage. Make Gleason and the Canes pay Black ‘n Red!

9:04 PM ET:
GOOD KILL GOOD KILL GOOD KILL

9:02 PM ET:
I’m going to punch Zach Parise in the knee. Keep your stick down holmes! ‘Nother penalty kill for the Devils. Gotta stop taking the penalties.

9:00 PM ET:
GOOD KILL GOOD KILL GOOD KILL

8:56 PM ET:
If Facebook had a Does Not Like button, I’d click it for that play. BAD PENALTY CALL for flip’s sakes! Two-man advantage for the wrong team. Huge kill coming up. DO IT BOYZ! ‘Kay, maybe Facebook has taken over my life too.

Speaking of, add us on Facebook! …ah crap. Addicted.

8:50 PM ET: YUS!! POWER PLAY GOAL SUCKAS! 3-2 NEW JERSEY! What a PLAY by Brian Gionta! Amazing awareness, throws it over to Brian Rolston who *gasp* FINALLY GETS A GOAL! Oh my GOSH it’s like it was in the stars…

8:48 PM ET:
Solid shift by Black ‘n Red results in another pee-pee. If I don’t get my power play goal, I’m going to cry.

8:37 PM ET:
Uh…defense? Hello? Tied game. That power play goal would have been lovely, eh? Whatever, Ray Whitney is stupid.

8:36 PM ET:
Why does our power play suck so much?

8:34 PM ET:
Huge pee-pee! …uh…that sounds wrong. I WANT A POWER PLAY GOAL DARN IT.

8:33 PM:
‘Kay, Brendan Shanahan is awesome. Solid two-way play tonight by the 75893-year-old forward.

8:15 PM: PS Jay Pandolfo can grow a playoff beard like no one’s business. Shades of Scott Niedermayer anyone? …lies. That man came out of the womb with a full, furry, fantastic beard.

8:14 PM: Shaky start, solid ending. Good period overall. I like when the defense doesn’t completely suck. I also like when Captain-brunner looks like his old self.

KEEP IT GOING
KEEP IT GOING
KEEP IT GOING
KEEP IT GOING
KEEP IT GOING

8:03 PM: I LOVE JAY PANDOLFO.
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Holy…Johnny O-flippin-duya!

That was the hit of the playoffs right there ladies ‘n gents. I’m pretty sure poor Tuomo is still shakin’ in his skates right now…if he even remembers what skates after that boomer of an open ice hit.

KEEP IT GOING
KEEP IT GOING
KEEP IT GOING
KEEP IT GOING
KEEP IT GOING

PRE-GAME Thoughts from Section 209… Devils/Canes… 7th and FINAL Round!!!

I’m kinda fired up today, as you should be… as I eat my dinner and post my facebook pics of my brand-new niece Sienna… I got EXTRA pumped for this game and wanted to put this out there to any and ALL watching this tonight and watching us SMOTHER AND DESTROY RED-NECK INBRED HOCKEY ONCE AND FOR ALL THIS SEASON!!!

If you are going to this game tonight… BE FUCKING LOUD!!! You demand 110% from this team YOU GIVE 110% TONIGHT… NO EXCUSES… no letdowns… BRING THE FUCKING NOISE AND LET IT BE HEARD IN RALEIGH WITHOUT THE TV’S PLAYING FOR THEM!!!! This is THE series that makes this place home an if you are there YOU ARE A GODAMMNED PART OF IT!! NO BOOING… NO YELLING SHOOT ON THE POWER PLAY… you are the to be loud and in-fucking-tense to the point of VIOLENT… if the person next to you doesn’t like it. GET IN THEIR FACE AND TELL THEM TO BE FUCKING LOUDER!!!

There is NO tomorrow… there is no going back… you want them to leave it all on the ice LEAVE YOUR VOICE BOX IN THE ARENA!!!

See you in the second fucking round bitches!!!

I’m done here… until I talk about VICTORY tonight!!!!

We feel generous.

Okay, so, uh…the Devils need to win tonight, correct?

Correct.

Tonight is all do-or-die, a position all too familiar to Devils fans over the past few years. Why do our boys play with our hearts so freely?

It may be poetic, but I sure don’t want to see any tragedies tonight. I WANT EPIC BATTLES AND EPIC WINS MOTHERFU….oh..sorry. I got a little carried away there.

Anywhoooz, I’ve decided to be nice today. Do you want to be nice too? I think you do. Here’s what ya do. Send us an e-mail HERE. All ya gotta do is, well, tell us that we’re pretty.

Oh, jokes.

No, seriously. Just e-mail us. One fan at random will win their very own 2MA t-shirt. Entries will be accepted until midway through tonight’s contest, so, uh, ya got a couple hours to get this shizz done. The winner will be announced at the conclusion of tonight’s game.

Please bring Black ‘n Red good luck…they surely need it after that embarrassment of a Game Six.

Correspondence with Gary Bettman, as inspired by the New York Rangers

Well that was a super way to spend three hours of our nights wasn’t it? Sweet Jesus was that painful.

But I’m not making my triumphant return to 2ma’s gilded board for just any reason.

I’d tried everything before this, but screaming at my television clearly hasn’t been working and my playoff beard has been growing in patchy (see fig. 1).

Clearly Steve is neither a master of growing a beard nor Adobe Illustrator

Then I was inspired.

I was trolling the internets searching for some kind of solace and it appeared before me. Glen Sather of the New York Rangers had the answer.

Sather, if you’ve been keeping tabs, fired off a letter to Gary Bettman this past weekend pleading with the commish to have the Capitals staff disciplined for not controlling their fans, who were evidently so rowdy they had to be cooled off by good ol’ John Tortorella.

And what could have prompted such correspondence? “Graphic” and “repeated homophobic” remarks being screamed at Torts and the rest of the Rags’ bench during the game. I found this especially interesting considering nary a year ago, MSG officials were rebuked for, you guessed it, the exact same thing.

Hypocrisy aside, I was inspired. Because clearly, it could not have been the Devils fault they were blasted out of Raleigh before their plane ever touched down. So I present to you my letter to Gary Bettman regarding the treachery bestowed upon the New Jersey Devils Sunday night.

Gary Bettman
NHL Headquarters
Hans’ Skateshop
394 Emilio Avenue
Anaheim, CA 92801

G-Betty,

I write to you regarding a matter of grave importance. As you may already be aware, on Sunday April 26 the New Jersey Devils faced off against the Carolina Hurricanes in Game 6 of the Eastern Conference Quarterfinals at RBC Arena in Raleigh, NC — losing a lopsided game 4-0.

I’m writing because I believe the staff at RBC, the Carolina Hurricanes players, their fans and the mayor of Raleigh need to be disciplined by the NHL for the heinous behavior that occurred that night.

I’m speaking of course about giant magnets. If you watch footage of the game closely, you’ll clearly note that anytime a Devils skater had the puck during Sunday’s game, it became impossible for him to move his feet. They could stick handle just fine, but throughout the game anytime the puck graced their sticks, they became anchored where they were — leaving them as easy targets for the speedy Canes forwards.

This could only be the work of giant magnets, strategically operated underneath the ice by what I suspect are a pack of well trained penguins and used to put the Devils skaters at a distinct disadvantage.

I have surveyed the Devils operation and know the players did not come into the game with any fatigue. In fact, my reconnaissance showed that several of the Devils’ players are the only people under the age of 65 to engage in cribbage tournaments.

Clearly, giant magnets are the only answer. In the name of sportsmanship, I implore you to act swiftly to rectify this situation lest it becomes common practice across the league.

Neither the Devils nor the well-behaved Hurricanes fans should be forced to endure the extraordinary level of  misconduct that Carolina failed to prevent in Game 6.

Thank you for your consideration.

Stephen Stirling

P.S. Additionally, I understand it was hot, but could you please ask the Carolina to issue a PSA regarding the waving of towels during games. We’ve spoken about this before, but Zach Parise is easily distracted by twirling objects. Thank you.

Well Done.

The team might as well board the plane to game 7 right now… Considering they never even left the locker room to begin with.

Way to go guys.

Game 5: Devils @ Hurricanes LIVECAP!

10:02 PM: I’m goin’ to bed.  I think none of us are all that shocked that this series is gonna go seven.  My heart might not make in ’til Tuesday night.  G’night gang.

10:00 PM: Game 7 is Tuesday night at The Rock.  Let’s just pretend like tonight didn’t happen.  Game 7 is all that matters now, and despite how tonight’s game looked, these two teams are still amazingly evenly matched.

9:59 PM: And that’s it.  4-0.  I’m sick to death of 4-0 games this year.

9:58 PM: Gionta can’t stuff it home with a little room in front – one minute left in the game.

9:56 PM: The Devils are playing without a fourth line right now – apparently both Rupp and Clarkson earned 10 minute misconducts in that little scrum before.  Only Gleason picked up one for Carolina.

9:55 PM: Three minutes left in this humiliation of a hockey game.

9:51 PM: And another blatant penalty, this one a trip via Brian Rolston.  Guys, I agreed to LiveCap this game, which means I HAVE to watch it.  At least stop taking boneheaded penalties while I’m still forced to pay attention!

9:49 PM: Shorthanded three-on-two but Shanny can’t bury the puck.  One goal would be nice at least…

9:47 PM: Somehow in the fight, the Hurricanes wound up with a power play.  Great.  Rupp took the extra two for roughing.

9:44 PM: Hey, a sign of life!  Clarkson pulls Gleason out of a scrum and after a bit of hugging, they finally give us a full-fledged fight.  Hey, it worked for the Penguins.  Problem is, Clarkson waited one goal and one period too many.

9:39 PM: Jussi Jokinen, 4-0.  Marty had no chance, of course.  Sigh.

9:37 PM: Someone on TV wasn’t happy.  Dunno if it was a fan or player, but someone yelled pretty loudly “HEY!  WHAT THE F&$% WAS THAT?!”  Immediately afterwards, Madden’s off for roughing.  A long 5-on-3 for the Hurricanes, and if you don’t have ’em yet, I’d go pick up your game 7 tickets right about now.

9:36 PM: Travis Zajac with a pretty obvious hook.  11:30 left in the third.  Bad timing, Trav.  Bad timing.

9:35 PM: Even our chances aren’t actual chances – Shanahan has Ward out of position but can’t get a shot away through the Hurricane defense.

9:32 PM: So, how ’bout them Mets?  …seriously?  8-1?  To the NATIONALS?  Ugh.  I got nothin’.

9:27 PM: That was pretty indicative of how this game’s been going:  Andy Greene with a nice run up ice, all by his lonesome, chips it past a defender at the blue line, chases after it…and trips and falls into a massive heap over a random ‘Cane.

9:24 PM: Well, here goes nothin’.  Third period on.

9:06 PM: And the second period is over.  Thank god.  3-0 Hurricanes.  Book your game seven tickets now kids, there isn’t even a hint that the Devils can come back from this one a la Tuesday night.

9:02 PM: A few seconds of serious offensive flurry in front of Cam Ward, but nothing doing.  BAH!

8:59 PM: The response is not as immediate as it was Tuesday night.

8:55 PM: I’m gonna try something.  It worked last time:

Attention Devils:

WAKE UP!

Thanks.

-2 Man Advantage.

8:52 PM: I was really hoping there wouldn’t be a game seven, because dammit, I have stuff to do Tuesday night that I’m gonna have to cancel in favor of going to The Rock.

8:48 PM: Hey hey, a shot on goal!  Stopped by Cam Ward, but at least there was a shot within the area of the red pipes, that might have gone into the net had there not be a human being standing in front of it.

8:44 PM: I give up.  AWFUL two-on-one and Marty’s just left out to dry.  3-0, Staal’s goal again.  I really don’t feel like watching this game anymore at this point.

8:41 PM: Shots on goal currently sits at 22-5 in favor of Carolina.  THAT should tell you who’s bothered to show up in Raleigh this evening.

8:38 PM: …dammit.  2-0 Hurricanes, Staal.  Dammit dammit dammit.

8:37 PM: The Devils just cannot make it to any loose pucks.  It’s scary how much better the Hurricanes look right now.

8:36 PM: Zubbie outta the box.

8:35 PM: ‘Canes gotta be up to eight or nine shots on just two power plays so far tonight.  Meep.

8:33 PM: Not the love I was speaking of.  Zubbie takes a retaliatory roughing call and it’s Carolina to the PP.

8:32 PM: Second period on.  C’mon Unseen Hand, a little love, eh?

8:14 PM: And that’ll do it for period one.  Devils start with a two-second power play to start the second period.  Shots on goal:  Carolina 15, New Jersey 4.  Oof.

8:12 PM: Uhm, guys…we ARE on the power play…That means that, well, the puck should be in the offensive zone and controlled by you the majority of the time.

8:11 PM: NICE sliding breakup of the two-on-one by Mike Mottau, then Zubbie draws a tripping penalty via Pitkanen with about two minutes left in the first.

8:10 PM: I hear it’s hot in Raleigh today – it sure is hot here – and it shows in terms of ice quality.  Or it could also be us sucking.  That’s possible.

8:08 PM: On a happier note, I’m watching this game in HD for a  change!

8:07 PM: Aaand that’s why I don’t get my hopes up.  Not a bad power play per se, but nothing to show for it nonetheless.

8:05 PM: Pitkanen hooks Gionta and we’re on the (PSE&G) Power Play.  I’d get excited if I thought we had a chance to score.

8:04 PM: Or crossbar.  Possibly holy crazy crossbar save.

8:03 PM: Holy crazy blocker save!

7:59 PM: And when I say that they’re not trying, I of course am not including Marty.  This game would be 4-0 without him right now.

7:58 PM: I understand that it’s hard to match desperation when a team’s got it’s back to the wall, but jeez, trying a little would be nice.

7:54 PM: DAMMIT!  Ray Whitney finally cracks Marty, batting a puck out of mid-air baseball-style.  1-0 Hurricanes, and perhaps more telling, 12-1 shots in the Hurricanes favor, and I refuse to believe the fact that we actually have a shot on goal.

7:51 PM: Penalty kill’d.  Thankfully, and not for lack of trying on Carolina’s end.  Eleven and a half left in the period.

7:48 PM: Oh jebus.  Pandolfo loses his stick during the PP, as does Marty, with chances galore for the ‘Canes, but STILL we finally manage to clear.  Oh man this is gonna be a crazy game, just like every other one this series before it.

7:46 PM: Well the Hurricanes sure realize that this could be their last game.  And the fans sure realize that this could be their last game as well.  Mike Rupp does not realize this, apparently, and takes a holding penalty on Jussi Jokinen.

7:45 PM: Oh, right, no Doc tonight.  Blast.

7:43 PM: I got stuck at work, but I am here now.  Langs back in, Holik’s a scratch, Greene’s still in, still no Salvador, game in 2 minutes old, no score yet.  Get it?  Got it?  Good.

Thoughts From Section 209…. Devils/Canes Round 5!!

Holy Shit I’m still exhausted from this one… and I’m sure I ain’t the only one…. You could feel it in the air, you could hear it in the fans… you DAMN WELL SAW IT ON THE ICE… My God that was one of the most intense, hard played… passitionate…. energetic and flat out fucking ANGRY hockey games I think I’ve ever seen in my life… so much to say but still pushing the exhaustion aside and the coffee down my throat… here… we … go!!

the Good:
— I don’t do this often (cause let’s be honest you don’t read this to see me kiss ass to the opposition, I leave that to Chico Resch :p)… but Cam Ward played ONE HELL OF A GAME LAST NIGHT and I wanted to get that out of the way… he was just as sick tonight (though I did love the attending media shitting on Ward and not naming him one of the three stars of the night!!)… and if that puffypadded douche across the Hudson made that glove save on Parise, Sam Rosen would STILL be creaming his pants!
— ANDY GREENE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! What can I say?? Hearing the thousands….. AND THOUSANDS… chant his name all night long!! (ok that’s a bit much but the whole car ride home was ANDY GREENE … ANDY GREENE… ANDY GREENE… given some of that was to drown out the audio cancer known as the Ducks radio announcers)… kid got put in and do what kids do in the playoffs… played the game of his DAMN LIFE… now this isn’t a knock on Salvador (I think he’s interchangeable with Havelid on this)… but putting Greene with either one of them makes them and that pairing better!! If Andy keeps playing like THIS it matters not how healthy Salvador is, GREENE MUST PLAY!!! (and I expect to have a #6 jersey by the fall!)
— oh MB30… I’ve been hard on you… and I will be again, I know this…. but good sir… you got woken up with that lame call in game 4 (for the record I would have ruled no penalty, but no goal)… it FIRED YOU UP… it MOTIVATED YOU… and it MADE YOU ANGRY!!! And NO ONE wants to see mb30 angry!!!! (well I do for 13 more games!)
— David Clarkson…ever since you got called up and started seeing regular ice time… I’ve been a bit harsh on you too… I expected more…. I saw it in you… I even kinda passed the torch to you… I saw Randy McKay, Version 2.0 in you… and now it’s starting to come to life… you raised hell, you were on Cam Ward like a fucking hemorrhoid, you stood there… ok you dove and flopped some… but you also DELIVERED in front of the net when it mattered the most!
— Man I even left out the biggest and best thing about tonight… THAT CROWD!!! Oh my god… loud, intense, PASSION FILLED FANS SCREAMING THEIR BALLS OFF (or girly parts too :p) … ALL GAME LONG (though I have to admit… my PMS this time of year is crazy… seeing Mindy all but reach over and pick that girl up and DEMAND she stand up for the last 4 minutes of the game…. that was 5-stars… like I said in the car… it was like watching me, but female at work… I got a kick out of it!!

the Bad:
— well you ain’t gonna win many games scoring on one goal in 48 shots… but fuck it!!! I don’t think we may EVER see both goalies play this well (except maybe that classic game 5 in the 2000 Finals, where I defy you to find two goalies do it better!)
— Colin White had a moment of PURE STUPID in the 3rd period where he chased and chased till he got called for it, he’s just DAMN LUCKY mb30 was in a “I WILL NOT LOSE” mode tonight!!
— Clarkson as good and big a game as he had… only 6:32 of ice time?? Eh?? I know Holik and Rupp suck, but still.. it’s time to give him some time with Parise and Zajac too then… this kid HAS to be out there more!
— One goalie gets body splashed upon… the other one gets baseball slid into… one goalie gets some back… and HE gets called for a penalty?? WTF!??! Maybe as a violent goalie I should not be one to bitch… but if you are gonna let the goalies get pounded like VEAL you DAMN WELL BETTER let them get some back (and given the goalie who got called got his at the end of the game!)
— Brian Gionta… lose that damn playoff beard… it just looks silly!!! It’s no Jay Pandolfo “Afro on the Chin” for sure!!

the Funny:
— to be honest there wasn’t alot…. this was all about the game tonight… but still… this was worth it!!!
(though I wonder if I keep making Andrew Speed Racer jokes in here will he get cranky and reply, or just realize I am giving him shit about his claim to fame just like I do with anyone else, and more so when you join the Section 209 EXPERIENCE!)
— We did have a good pre-game moment… Mindy brought her Brian Gionta BC Jersey to the game and had a moment of puck bunny… kinda (it’s ok it’s the playoffs…. she’s allowed!!) holding and waving her jersey on the boards… a couple of guys looked at it and got… here comes John Madden… looks at the jersey… looks up and goes WHAT THE FUCK… and you can see his mouth moving it too…. always loved that about Madden… the dude is mister fucking cerebral!!!
— One good little story was the dope in 208 with the PuffyPadded Douche jersey…. while he sat there and took his grief and wasn’t an assclown about it… he did get some in the second intermission… Lil Nicky’s sister (Maggie, right?? it’s hard to remember her name since Nicky is the Super Star of the two… don’t worry I do the same with my nieces… and I badly want to keep lobbying my sister to let Bella meet lil Nicky… yeah she’s four but she can hang with him… hell I allow them to date in like 12 years from now :p)… anyway… Maggie walks up to the Ranger Fan with one of the RANGERS SUCK bumper stickers her mom makes and sells (well worth the $5 people… go get one when you’re by 208!)… and offers it to him as a peace offering…. quite funny!!!!
— Also in the funny note was lil Nicky’s dance to the music that MIGHT just end up on You Tube this afternoon!!
— I can’t remember the play but just being able to yell… ZACH PARISE SPINNING NO LOOK BACKHAND PASS OF AWESOME THROUGH THE LEGS …. of DOOOOOMMMMMMM… was worth the re-mention!!

It’s simple.