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.
