Sweet Tea, Barbecue, and Bodychecks
…please pick up a nice steaming cup of SHUT. THE HELL. UP.
Toolbag Junior gives aid and comfort to the enemy, Film at 11.
Somebody get me an airsick bag, please. Better yet, they should just tell Ned to stick to Carolina basketball or something else that he knows just as little about. Just keep him the hell away from hockey.
MOVING RIGHT ALONG….
Dave Lee and I were chatting about the whole Briere “situation” last night. Mind you, Briere’s comments were not very at all captainly–and Ruff is enough of a hard-ass that he’ll bench the boy in a big hurry–but I’m smelling a heady aroma of smokescreen from the whole thing…as if the Sabres are trying to play the Hurricanes into their hands by making it sound like the locker room is falling into disarray. Lulling the enemy into a false sense of security, and all that.
I guess we’ll see what happens tonight, huh?
Puck drops at 7:30, lots open at 1:30 for tailgating (and, if you’re a Sabres fan, hood-denting).
Go Canes.
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