Great, now the ‘Canes don’t win unless I’m at home in my computer room listening to ChuckandtheletterK while I play Dark Age of Camelot–but by Thunder they’ll come roaring back from 3-0 if I go to bed!
Sheesh.
Actually, I’m not really upset about last night–I’m more annoyed with the ign’ant wankstain on teh LGC who insists that every injury the Hurricanes suffer is 100% intentional on the part of our opponents. Please, if I wanted to listen to sad “ZOMG EVERYONEZ OUT 2 GET US!!!1″ conspiracy theories, I’d go talk to some Canadiens fans about Justin Williams.
So, what’s wrong with the ‘Canes? Hell if I know–but I do know that there’s going to have to be some kind of change made soon, and that it’ll more than likely involve a fan-favorite player. For some reason, I keep seeing KAdams as part of a trade equation, but I guess we’ll see won’t we?
Anyway, about last night. It was a comedy of errors up until I got knocked on my ass by a combination of tramadol and Harvey’s went to bed. THEN the ‘Canes decided to show the Hel up and start playing. Thanks guys, way to make me feel confident about Monday night’s game (which I will be at with The Pregnant Motie Warrior). I’ve got the camera with, so I’ll have pictures to post after the game–hopefully it’ll be a ‘Canes win.
We’ll see.

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The Canes will be fine. Didn’t they go on this skid right when Stillman ‘returned’?
Once Stillman comes back and settles in, the Canes will go on a holy tear!
Hey, I didn’t think anyone was out to get the Habs after the Koivu injury. I just thought there should’ve been a Goddamned penalty.
Anyway, I think I was the only Oilers fan pulling for the ‘Canes last night. A division rival is a division rival, and in the NW, every point will be vital.
What??? Going to the Pepsi Center?!?!?
We don’t have shouting wrestlers, or replays for that matter. The presentation is not to the standard you are used to. Games in Raleigh are a party, games here are like living in Ottawa. Wine and cheese parties.
Where are you sitting? I want to come meet you. And I’ll be upstairs at Brooklyn’s (the bar across from the main enterance) before and most likely after.
See you there.
I’ll be up in 353, assuming I don’t get shoved down by somebody that’s incensed that I cheer for a team not named Colorado.
I have a feeling, though, that I might wind up at the bar with my sister since she doesn’t dig on sitting waaaaaay up topside.
I don’t think there will be a problem. There are always fans of other teams at the games. Hell, they don’t even pay attention to the Red Wings fans around here anymore. What is the world coming to?
How the mighty have fallen, fo’ sho’.