It's written by a humor blogger who's also a gigantic Leafs fan, and he shows that he can be just as eloquent even when he's not being funny.
It also links to an article that I've been quoting at work:
Twenty minutes after the Yankees eliminated the Sox, I called my father to make sure he was still alive.
And that's not even a joke. I wanted to make sure Dad wasn't dead. That's what it feels like to be a Red Sox fan. You make phone calls thinking to yourself, "Hopefully, my Dad picks up, because there's at least a 5-percent chance that the Red Sox just killed him."
This was written back in 2003, before the Sox exorcised their pinstriped demons and won the World Series in 2004. But yes, THIS IS HOW I FEEL ABOUT THE BLACKHAWKS. When they play badly, I feel like they're killing me. :/
Sorry for responding so late - I was so bummed out I didn't want to talk about hockey at all for a while, and then the not-responding was doing such good things for my team that I didn't want to mess with it. >_>
It's written by a humor blogger who's also a gigantic Leafs fan, and he shows that he can be just as eloquent even when he's not being funny.
It also links to an article that I've been quoting at work:
Twenty minutes after the Yankees eliminated the Sox, I called my father to make sure he was still alive.
And that's not even a joke. I wanted to make sure Dad wasn't dead. That's what it feels like to be a Red Sox fan. You make phone calls thinking to yourself, "Hopefully, my Dad picks up, because there's at least a 5-percent chance that the Red Sox just killed him."
This was written back in 2003, before the Sox exorcised their pinstriped demons and won the World Series in 2004. But yes, THIS IS HOW I FEEL ABOUT THE BLACKHAWKS. When they play badly, I feel like they're killing me. :/
Sorry for responding so late - I was so bummed out I didn't want to talk about hockey at all for a while, and then the not-responding was doing such good things for my team that I didn't want to mess with it. >_>
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