For those of you who've already seen my post immediately following tonight's game, and even commented on it (Hi Jared!), I have to apologize. It's gone. I deleted it. I read it three or four times and decided that I had let my emotion run away with my good sense. I didn't want to leave the equivalent of a vulgar piece of infuriated graffiti sitting on the interwebs forever. No, the best way to express my utter fury at the outcome is to actually calm down and address it after a good night's sleep.
That said, my assertion that Jarko Ruutu is a diving chicken shit bastard who lives beneath the rancid piece of meat caught between the pincers of the tick that once embedded itself in my dog's asshole still stands.
More tomorrow.
13 comments:
It's Jarkko with two k's.
I was at the game. Ottawa played much better than we did for the second half. They had to score eventually?
I'm not going to gloat. Though it would've been interesting to see what you'd written.
But your coach thtill thuckth.
(no longer quasi-anonymous)
But your coach thtill thuckth.
Okay, for the last time people, it's not a lisp, it's more of a guttural, "mouth full of phlegm" sound. Now repeat after me... "But your coach schhhhtill shucksh".
If you don't feel the need to clear your throat after doing it, you're not doing it right! Which, come to think of it, is exactly what Beloved said to me just the other night...
Glad to see you man up Quasi. I respect that.
I'm actually a little ashamed of what I wrote before. While it may have been THE best rant I've ever produced (and I seem to have gained a rep for that), it was WAY out of line, and would probably be one of those things that would kill my career ten years from now.
I was inspired by Gary Roberts! ^_^
Woman up, actually. But it's the thought that counts.
Wow, if you really think someone's going to find your blog ten years from now and link it to you in real life....?....that's interesting.
I find it hard to believe there's much that tops Paddock before the All-Star Game until I see proof.
Oh, and:
Lapointe didn't dispute the pivotal penalty - he was trying to push Ruutu's stick and caught him in the face instead - but doesn't think it will decide the opening-round series.
Sorry, this was one of the minority of times where he doesn't get two minutes for being Jarkko Ruutu.
damn damn damn i cant believe i missed the original. must have been epic
The previous rant was so angry my computer screen started to melt.
Pure rage awesomeness.
You have now felt but a fraction of the rage Kerry Fraser inspires in Leaf Fans.
This blows. I missed it. Now I want to leave a piece of vulgar interwebs graffiti.
I'm devastated that I missed the unfiltered rant.
I would've liked to read this rant.
If your Ruutu diatribe at the end of the post was any indication of what I missed, then I definitely missed a good post.
How many signatures on a petition would it take for you to repost your rant?
He might release it in the director's cut.
But good on you, SLC, for the display of maturity and use of thought.
Boo on both counts. If journalists are going to call you an irresponsible, thoughtless, malicious boob that lives in your mom's (wife's?) basement then you should live up to it.
Re-post it...
or
E-mail me the post ;)
Sorry all, it's gone forever (that is unless I forgot to eat one of the Blogger servers). And I'm about twelve beers and one Jarkko (two Ks...see NU? Was too listening) episode of assholery from being able to recreate the conditions under which it was born.
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