So you can't watch it. Don't even listen to it. Just comment when you feel a tingle. Or don't comment at all. Read something. Write your congressman a ditty and tell him the Navy actually, you know, belongs at sea and it might be a good idea to, you know, get his fat ass back to Washington and send us there...to sea, that is. That's a sequestration reference, by the way.

But don't watch this shit show. And a shit show it will be. Detroyet doesn't have the firepower. Our young defense is just not stout enough. Our coach is overrated and their coach is a savant.

They have Hossa. We have Franzen. Repeat that to yourself five times and then end it all.

The mountain is too steep. The only thing the Wings possibly have going for them...

...is the fact that they simply win games like this. They do and you know it. You've been looking forward to this with calm confidence when all the smart kids say we should dread it.

You don't dread it. Because you know.

Wings win. In regulation. By two goals.

Forget what I said about not watching this. That was stupid. Watch this one. It's a Live Blog bitches.