Keep your eyes on the play away from the puck. If the Penguins were called for what almost every other team in the league was called for, or not given the benefit of the doubt on every dive, misstep, own-trip, brushing by, they wouldn't have made it into the playoffs, and I'm completely serious. They let the hacks get away with anything and everything, while we can't touch a fucking black & yellow jersey without it being called. It's been this way for two seasons, no reason to stop it now. Seriously, if they're going to let them get away with obvious shit (watch in front of the net and along the boards) while making my guys self conscious of even finishing a check after the puck has left the area, there is really no reason to play the series, it's already been decided.
Someone should tell Crosby he looks like a 14 year old virgin with that shit above his lip, not too intimidating.
BULLSHIT.
This league is a fucking joke.
The Western Circus
I'm not even watching anymore (I've never stopped watching a playoff hockey game with 6 minutes left before in my life). It's hard to feel passion and excitement about a game that you know what's going to happen before it does, and you're not going to be on the winning end of the deal. Such a fucking predictable league. I guess the one good thing is I'm finally going to finish a painting I've been working on periodically over the last several years (it'll be the first one totally completed in more than 10 years). So there's that.
I don't have time for this bullshit.
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