Lockout, Day 11: Anger Management
Since I have nothing better to do than troll the internet while self-medicating with Taylor Swift songs, I’ve found a few gems. The kind that make you smile and cry at the same time.
Bleacher Report: 50 Storylines the NHL Lockout is Making Us Miss
It took me a few tries to get through the whole list, I was getting so upset. Is/Was this the year that Ebs-Hall-RNH and the Oilers get that turnaround? Is there something uglier than Nashville’s third jersey waiting for us? How about Movember – WHAT IS GOING TO HAPPEN?! Then this:
Can we get a close-up?
Grilled Cheese vs. PB&J
Aaaggghhhwellllp. That is so hot. I had almost forgotten that I ship this hatred as much as any bromance in the League. Just NOT THE FACE, okay? Don’t mess up my view from this side of the glass.
Not that I’ve forgotten how morning-after, walk-of-shame bad it looked for the Pens at the end of last season. Or the fact that Giroux was so scary good he should have at least been nominated for the Hart Trophy. That is some blasphemy coming from a Pens fan who is also completely fanflail over Stamkos. But it’s true! I hate him, I hate him, he’s amazing. GAH!
Giroux making Sid’s android emotion chip short circuit always reminds me of:
How’s the wrist holding up?
The best part of this? It’s not going anywhere. No matter how long it takes to get back to hockey, these two will still hate each other. It’ll even get better, since Sid will be back in full force and full-time (however long that is). Bonus for me: concentrating on the Pens/Flyers rivalry eases my traitorous heartache about loving the Capitals at the same time. Slut.
So in these dark days, hold on to the fact that life will be this:
vs. this again someday.
Dear Universe, Please Hurry. Love, Pants (#teamcrosby)