Duck Season

Yo, I stick around like hockey, now what the puck? Cooler than fuck...

I decided to tune in Wednesday night to be among the thousands hundreds tens of viewers to watch the conclusion of the NHL Stanley Cup. There I saw Teemu Selanne weeping like a little girl whose Bratz doll just got ate by a rabid dog, not only during the game's conclusion, but also on the ice during the Cup passalong. Thanks for the raw emotion and spirited play, Teemu. It is especially appreciated by us Avs fans who watched you slug through the season a few years back like a member of the Ice Capades while wearing the sweater of the Burgundy and soft serve ‘A’. Seems like the NHL lockout reinvigorated your career just in time to help the Quack Attack to the Cup; were you harvesting blubber on a Finnish whaling ship? Thanks again.

At least it gives me an excuse to watch the Duck mascot light himself on fire. I had always wondered what happened to Emilio Estevez.

(and yes, Stuart Scott, we get it, the goalie is “getting Giggy with it.” Boo ya!)