"YEAH THAT'S RIGHT WE GOTTA LOT OF EM, LET'S GO! NOBODY'S BETTER THAN US! THAT'S WHAT WE'RE HERE FOR GUYS - TO WIN!"
The Hansons had it right, but can the Wings put on their inner foil? Can they "GET OUT THERE AND STICK 'EM" or "FUCKIN' CHRIST, POP 'EM?"
I don't know.
One thing I do know, however, is that I'm totally done with the veritable Biblical Plague of Injuries that's afflicted the Wings. I mean, I was done before, but now I'm done; Franzen's the new "Stillwoozy," Datsyuk didn't know he was this injured, Weiss had to have his abdomen stitched back together, and Helm is simply broken.
Add to that Gustvasson, Alfredsson, Ericsson, and probably some more names with a lot of 'S'es, and here we are.
Well, shit.
The Kids are getting their chances, but a questionable 1st line a 3rd line, and two 4th lines just don't seem to be a competitve formula in Little Gary's Parity Soaked Super Happy Fun League...
... excuses, excuses. Uncle Mike doesn't want to hear them, so why should we?
I guess I'll have to break out the big words again tonight:
JUST. FUCKING. WIN.
There, happy now? Can we squeeze a win out of our asses tonight instead of the usual diamonds?
I really, truly, genuinely hope so, or this is going to be one depressing Live Blog, Bitches.
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