The playoff’s have begun! Those of you ignorant to the wonderful world of hockey, coolest game on earth, sport of the gods, will have to bear with me. We are embarking on the best 60 days of the year. It was a very weird season so I refuse to make predictions but here’s my breakdown:
I would really like it if the Avs won, cause they’re the home team and Patrick Roy is a goal tending machine. Or the Devils, because even tho I don’t live in Jersey anymore I love Brodeur. Or the Bruins because my favorite player, Marty McInnis, the most beautiful man to ever lace up a pair of hockey skates plays for them and he’s from Boston so that would be very nice for him. This, by the way is the very reason that my boyfriend is rooting for them to get all the way to the finals THEN lose, preferably to the Red Wings, crushing Marty and me at the same time. I hate Detroit, or as I call them, The Red Menace. Chelios is a punk and Hasek is a hack! And I hate the Flyers, especially their fans (I could mention names but I won’t). Neither team has any heart, they just don’t deserve to win. And if Mike Milbury wasn’t evil incarnate I would wish the Islanders the best of luck, but since I hate him with the fire of a thousand suns, I just can’t do it. But it’s a long series and it has only just begun, anything can happen, and in any given game anyone can win. Oh who am kidding? The frickin’ Red Wings are going to win and I’ll proclaim what I do every time a team I don’t like wins, “I’m off hockey!” And I mean it - at least until October.