05 June, 2006

Ave Caesar! Morituri te salutant!

I actually feel pretty calm this morning--probably because all my attention is focused on my bad back. Lower back pain + (heavy lifting at work - Happy Fun Pain Meds) = suffering AcidQueen (that roar you hear is SabresNation and Da Chief cheering wildly).

(that was a joke, kids.)

Anyway. Tonight the Hurricanes and the Oilers begin their epic battle for all the proverbial marbles. The N&O has the usual raft of idiocy from Ned Barnett, Caulton Tudor (especially Caulton Tudor), et al.--and precious little from my boys Luke (who put together a lovely little bit of analysis--though the Oilers fans will probably be up in arms because Luke picks the 'Canes to win) and JP...but this gem caught my eye:


Yes, it's lame. Yes, it's dorky and more than a little sad. But damned if some of those suggestions aren't funny as hell. Thanks a lot, N&O--now I won't be able to look at Oleg Tverdovsky without shouting "RUDY!" and every time I see my Evil Twin Bret Hedican I'll be wanting to quote lines from "One Flew Over The Cuckoo's Nest".

...and honestly? ChuckandtheletterK always reminded me of Danny DeVito.


Anyway. The lots at the RBC open at 3:00 PM, and the puck drops at 8:00. Cheer extra loud for me.

And as always:


Go Canes.