In retrospect, I've decided not to predict anything except horrific stress and pain for you and your innocence.

You are not pure. You are not wholesome in the ways of playoff pain. Not only have you lived it, grown up with it, imbibed it...you revel in it.

You wait for the horror and then you come here and commiserate with the rest of us. You need that pain.

And here it is. Again. Today. All day. You won't work. You'll read and you'll sway. You'll rock in your chairs and you'll mumble.

So, have fun with that. I've already written the Live Blog. It will go up at 1730 EST. I'll be landing in Florida, of all places, one hour before game time.

I'll give you a hint about the LB: Bob Seger, a little ripping on the Blues, a plea for the return of our swagger, and what I think are the keys to winning not only Round 1, but Round 2.

Have fun doing nothing today.

You're pathetic. We all are.

LGRW.