Generally speaking I've found most of this year's playoffs to be kind of dull. There was some good drama in the first round with a few near upsets and emotional and mental regression of the Montreal Canadiens, but even those few scraps were wont to be found in the second round. If Bettman had just handed off the Stanley Cup to the Blackhawks after they came from behind and spit on the Wings' grave, I don't think anyone would've complained. Well, Bruins fans would've complained and Bettman would've been forced to give them a second Cup and maybe a CD of Dropkick Murphys B-sides. Wrapping it up: the conference finals begin on Saturday and the Kings and Hawks get to play back-to-backs because the NHL isn't going to waste a weekend and screw the Western Conference teams. It isn't as if getting from Los Angeles to Chicago on a Saturday night is a difficult thing to accomplish.
What an exciting day it is to be a New York Rangers fan. Finally, they are free of John Tortorella!
Hockey media rejoices at this announcement!
Finally some information about the Rangers post game will be released!
Questions will be met with answers!
Team morale will skyrocket!
Goals will happen!
PP skills will be developed!
It's that time of the season where my teams have been eliminated from the playoff race and I'm left in a heap on my bathroom floor crying out "why do I love these teams???" I don't even have to sign on to Twitter and I can hear the Capitals fans laughing (and I'd say the sounds of Oilers fans but they died out over a month ago). I don't know what to do with myself. Sure there's more hockey on, and I love any hockey but what do with my over exuberant fandom?
If you missed it over the weekend, drummer Kye Smith posted this video to youtube of him combining drum parts from all of the full-lengths released by Fat Wreck Chords. That's an 150 records over 13 and a half minutes.
There’s pouring rain, wind gusts, and near freezing temperatures and I decided to see a show on the Stone Pony’s Summer Stage tonight. Only a select few bands would ever get me out in the elements like that and not have me crying by the show’s end. New Jersey’s pride and joy, The Gaslight Anthem, happens to be one of the three bands that would get me out there.