Abel to Yzerman

Abel to Yzerman

What...the....

05/28/2009 at 12:32pm EDT

Disturbing information has been filtering in from the marauding interns all morning.

Investigations are underway.

Who are these women?

Photo removed…security reasons.

We have a suspicion and, if true, it’s going to be epic.

And what the HELL is this all about?

The son of a bitch cracked my wife in the face.

“KILL HIM, HE MUST DIE.”

He charges at me and tries to tackle me around the waste. I am 6’3” about 3 bills. I drop a people’s elbow into his neck and I gained the opportunity to do something I have always wanted to do. His “Jersey wasn’t tied down…” I pull his shirt over his head and give him about a dozen upper cuts to the face in true hockey fashion. He falls to the ground and I got on top of him and began smashing his face. I catch one of his teeth with a punch.

I am punching him in the face, Smitty starts kicking his ribs in a manner reminiscent of the Robert Deniro stomp in Goodfellas.

Then some good Samaritan Caniac starts working his legs. For a moment his whole body is covered in punches and kicks. As they pull me off the guy, I kicked his face and felt the heel of my boot catch his nose.

For the love of God…that is scary. I’m digging. We’re going to get to the bottom of this.

More to follow.

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