So, what is there to say? The Bruins got a point when they needed two to overtake the Red Wings, who are still third in the Atlantic with the ROW tiebreaker. Not only that, Detroit also has a game in hand on the Bruins before they play Philadelphia tonight. (Remember, root for Team Meteor.) So, these are Schrödinger’s Bruins; they are simultaneously dead and alive until we can observe the results of Thursday’s game. FAN-FUCKING-TASTIC. Continue reading →
Did I ever tell you that I had a Rottweiler once? She was a gorgeous gal, that Amber. So much her own dog, she loved her people, but she was fine to walk herself on her own. Many people have no idea just how funny and smart these dogs are. Amber had a Rottie friend, Thor, who lived down the street from her, and they would often make up games to play with each other like “Around Around Around, Through the Car” and “I Got the Stick”. The look that the above dog has is a look I have seen often especially when told she had to go home, like she had no idea what that meant.
So, why am I talking about my beloved, long deceased dog? Because I’d rather talk about dead dogs than the Bruins right now. They are doing themselves no favours with their play of late. Continue reading →
Patrice Bergeron receives a trim at the 9th annual Cuts For A Cause event to fund the Bruins Foundation and the Floating Hospital for Children at Tufts Medical Center
Patrice Bergeron and Toucher and Rich hosted The 9th Annual Cuts for a Cause at the Westin Boston Waterfront down in the Seaport District. The event has come a long way from it’s humble beginnings in the basement studio of WBCN, where Fred Toucher reminded us Aaron Ward and a handful of other Bruins players started this new charitable tradition to benefit multiple children’s charities. Continue reading →
Simply put, the Boston Bruins are picking a terrible time to suck. This is the point in the season when teams start to get hot, enter the playoffs on a winning streak, use that winning momentum to crush the life out of lesser teams that finally play like lesser teams. Instead, the Bruins play the part of Goliath and let David (not our Davids) slingshot a rock in their eye.