What a shitty Sunday that was. First I'm taking Bmase to La Guardia after a weekend of binge drinking and when we get there he tells me his flight is outta JFK. Thanks bud. But even worse I get home and gotta watch the Wings take this steaming pile all over Joe Louis Arena. What a pathetic performance in a closeout game at home. There wasn't even a second of this game after those first three powerplays that I thought Detroit had a chance to win. At one point I even thought Brad Stuart had pulled a Marian Hossa and forgotten what fuckin team he played for. Guy was turning the puck over constantly and continued the series long trend of just giving this series to the Coyotes.
But it all comes down to tomorrow night out West and I like the possibility of Jimmy Howard bouncing back from this bad game because we've seen him do it already in this series. This seven game bullshit is just a little to nerve racking for me. With the way the Tigers are playing these days and the draft being over, I am seriously concerned that I could slip into some type of crazy depression if the Wings go down. But shit ain't gonna happen, Wings win 4-2 tomorrow.
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