Tonight’s the night, the night the Toothy Cats are gonna come back. Despite have periods of play in which they looked equal parts deflated and nervous, the Perds were mostly in that game the other night. They haven’t lost back-to-back games in any of their playoff series this postseason. Continue reading
We are still devoid of Internet service (thank you very much, Comcast. This problem has only been simmering for the past 17 years – we’re not at all tired of the workarounds because you can’t get your sorry asses up the correct utility pole), so this MFA will be brief and poorly illustrated.
The P-Bruins lost the AHL ECF this weekend to the Syracuse Crunch. Booooooo.
The Penguins beat the Nashville Predators in the 1st game of the Stanley Cup Final. Also boooooo!
Also, as a Bruins fan, I find myself confused and angered by an NHL game between a team wearing black and a team wearing gold – neither of which are the Bruins.
Still, Stanley Cup Final game number 2: This Time It’s Serious is coming up.
Funny thing – our internet has been out all weekend. I have to do this on my phone, which I dislike doing. Getty embed is also not working for me. So, this is your MFA.
[EDIT: I like having pictures, but screw it. Here’s a generic hockey picture. Happy Tuesday. -IW]
It’s here, the Stanley Cup Final! It seems so strange to call it “the final” instead of “the finals”. I get it: it’s the final series of playoffs games. However, another sport that basically shares the same seasonal time-frame calls their championship “the finals”. Eh, whatever. Continue reading
Good morning everyone, and happy Memorial Day to you.
After Game 7 spilled into double overtime, the Penguins finally pulled out the win to advance to the Stanley Cup Final. NBC must be breathing a sigh of relief that at least one reliable hockey market will grant them ratings for this series. Don’t get me wrong, while I believe that they’ve become a hockey town, Nashville is still not the broadcast market that Pittsburgh is. It could be worse: we could be hearing about Ottawa’s inability to sell out each weeknight game while they played boring-ass hockey. Continue reading