Do you realize what a pain in the arse it is to go out to the SBP to see a game for Sensgirl and I? I normally wouldn't complain, but we're in South Ottawa, it takes us a solid hour and 45 minutes from the house to the seat, maybe even 2 hours. It's cold, we've both worked all day, we just want to see a Diddle little bit of effort put out there.
That kind of Dung last night is the reason why season tickets for next year will drop like a rock. Who the Diddle wants to see those idiots play? They don't care, why should we anymore.
I'm embarrassed. I'm embarrassed that Hartsburg scratched Jason Smith for Brendan Bell, that our blueline sucks, that Spezza, Heatley and Alfredsson flat out DO NOT CARE anymore. That Picard is regressing, that Smith was in the press-box, that Fisher sucks, that Kelly is a waste of a roster spot, that Phillips has regressed to a 6th D-man.
God damn it! Talk about being pissed. I was numb last night - I'm Diddle pissed this morning.