Saturday, November 17, 2007

Game 18: Laughs 3, Sens 0 -- Oh Dear God, There Will Be No Living With Them After This

As I watch a game, I keep a notepad by my side to record any random brain farts that may or may not become fodder for the breathless prose my loyal reader (Hi Mom!) has come to expect in the subsequent game post. What follows is an exact transcription of tonight’s abortion: Flat. Skate! Hit? Goddamn it. Paddock, what the hell?? FUCK! Tucker. C’mon, hit them! Son of ….JAYYYYYSSSSONNNNN!!! Crap. HIT…THEM!! Fuck! Fuckity fuck FUCK!! Tlusty…wonderful. Celebratory junk shots for all. Break the shutout? FUCK! Fuckin’ Leaf fans…insufferable bastards. Hey, look. Cops is on…

The Singular High:

  • The Schwartz is strong in this one: Okay, fine. This will come as a shock to Beloved, but I will, occasionally, admit when I’m wrong. Swiss Pastry is playing pretty well. There, I said it. Happy? Two losses (including tonight) in his last 25 games and he seems to have cut down on his wanderlust on the rebounds. I still don’t trust him with our Big Ugly Trophy aspirations. Nothing personal Martin, but you’re…um…from away, you see, and Euros fold like a cheap suit in the playoffs, particularly if they play for us. But for now, you have my rather qualified endorsement. And don’t paint your mask. “Darth Gerber” is a pretty cool nickname. Might even make the hotties overlook that bald spot.
The Lows:
  • If it ain't broke...: Look Coach, I know how you feel. You're the boss. You're the grande fromage, the undisputed leader of the best team in hockey. Hell, you might have the best team in history on your hands. Your team is 15-2. You Is Da Man! But...but...they've done it by themselves. How can you stand out? How can you prove what a genius you are if people think all you do is just tap guys on the back and send them over the boards? No! You must do something! Anything! Everyone must know of your brilliance! I know! Try scrambling the lines! The same lines that got you to the Finals! Yes...that's it! I'll put Eaves between Spezz and Alfie! Heater to the second line with Fish and Robitaille! The fourth line won't even see the ice! GOD, I am a master! So for three games now, you've changed things up. The result? All the chemistry of a Grade 8 mixer. Won one, barely won a second and didn't even show up for the third. Here's an idea John. How about you just, oh I don't know...LEAVE WELL ENOUGH THE FUCK ALONE?!?!? Read this. Tap your guys. Stay the hell out of the way.
  • Geez, if only I were allowed to somehow physically impair my opponent: I can almost guarantee that there was more fight in the crowd than there was on the ice. How do I know this? Well, easy. By the time it was 1-0, Leaf Nation were already taunting Senators fans, unaccustomed as they are to a lead. At 2-0 they were throwing popcorn. At 3-0, Sens supporters had finally had enough with mono-syllabic grunts and bad sentence structure and were swinging for the fences. On the ice? There was six minutes left it in the third before I saw a blue sweater on his ass. 'Nuff said.
The Creamy Middle:

It was inevitable really. We were due for a stinker. But did it have to come tonight? Against the Leafs? Christ, we don't play them again until February 2nd. Even if the Laughs win all of 4 games between now and then, Larry Tannenbaum gets fired, JFJ is assassinated, the ACC collapses under its own hubris and the unholy union of Grapes and Darcy Fucking Tucker finally implodes due to irreconcilable differences, we'll have to listen to them. They are impervious to logic. They can't grasp just how badly their team sucks. They are incapable of independent thought. They simply empty their wallets, Pavlov like, at the sight of anything in blue and white. They are Leafs Nation. And they'll never, ever, shut the fuck up.

Up Next: I killed a man, just to watch him die:

Monday night, Habs, at the Phone Booth. I almost feel bad for them, and especially for my friends at Four Habs Fans. The last time we played them, we were coming off a loss. We beat them just to make a point. This time, we're coming off a loss. To our most hated enemy. We don't lose two in a row. As I've told them before, they're going to need a bigger boat.

6 comments:

HabsFan29 said...

You know, I was just rolling along, enjoying myself at my thoughts of the Habs offense 'n donnybrook Saturday night and your witty jabs at Leafs Nation, and you had to go and ruin it by reminding me of what awaits tomorrow.

Beware Pension Plan Puppets showing up to remind you of your Leafs comments in your Sabres post-game, accurate as they may have been at the time. That will not be pleasant.

Senators Lost Cojones said...

Don't I know it. I'm actually amazed I didn't wake up today to find a dozen or so comments from Laughers ("Huh..Jiri smash GOOD!") here. Oh well. Even a blind squirrel finds an acorn now and then.

Sorry for the reminder HF29. Nothing personal you understand, but we can't let the rest of the League start thinking they are something other than our personal practice squads. That just wouldn't do.

Habsfan10 said...

Dammit, SLC, if your boys ruin the Big Bird's special night ... well, I really don't know what I can or will do, but I'll be none too happy.

If they could stop losing just before they face the Habs that would be nice. Hard enough to beat your guys when they aren't pissed off.

PPP said...

H29 - I find that keeping quiet after a win over a rival is a much better way of dealing with them. Then they can sit and stew and wait in anticipation for the comments that never come.

SLC - Just make sure that the sens take out all of their rage on the Habs. A 8-0 win would be appreciated.

PPP said...

ps. 3-0! a win over a divisional rival! and a shutout! and the cherry on top:

DARCY TUCKER SCORED THE WINNER!

Needless to say I had a good night Saturday.

Jaredoflondon said...

Sens (and Habs) fans don't need any provoking after the Leafs beat there team, it is much more fun to sit back and let them spin themselves in circles.