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October 13, 2006
69 Ripoff Lane
Took in the Leafs/Devils tilt last night at the Soulless Hulk in the Swamp, where a plastic bottle of Bud Light goes for $7. I have nothing to say about the Leafs' unbelakable collapse (the term was coined in the second period), but I was heartened and amazed to hear that "The Hockey Song" (aka a "clap-along song with a chorus about 'the good old hockey game'") has jumped the border. The half-full home opener crowd was into it! (The Devils certainly seem to have a dedicated fan base, just not a big enough one. It's a family atmosphere, which bodes well for their future -- well, except for the guy who kept calling the Rangers "fucking scumbags", and insisted that "that fucking scumbag Tucker" be bodychecked at all opportunities. He left part way through the third, the poor sap.)
Administrative note: It's been a bit dead around here of late, I realize. I'm in New York until early next week, so posting might be a bit light until then. I plan on having things of enormous import to say afterwards...
Posted by Chris Selley at October 13, 2006 06:06 PM
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You have to admit, though, Tucker is kind of a fucking scumbag.
Posted by: Colby Cosh at October 13, 2006 07:18 PM
Kind of? The man is the real deal.
Posted by: Andrew at October 13, 2006 08:53 PM
You'd love him if he were on your team, though. Seriously.
Posted by: Adam at October 16, 2006 12:18 AM
Death is the grand leveller. Janikin.
Posted by: Janikin at October 27, 2006 01:12 PM
Death is the grand leveller. Janikin.
Posted by: Janikin at October 27, 2006 01:12 PM
Death is the grand leveller. Janikin.
Posted by: Janikin at October 27, 2006 01:13 PM