African_fanatic is real

African_connection is Awesomerino
- Crimsoninja

where does French_Connection land in this tangled web of names?

where does French_Connection land in this tangled web of names?
- watsonnostaw

inspiration, im guessing

i don't know who anyone is anymore. i gave up a long time ago. that's, like, work.

so i just treat everyone the same: like they are a total stranger whom i completely despise.
- kicksave856

*hates*

*hates*
- davies

I saw a man sobbing outside the Colonial Diner this morning. This time, davies, you have gone too far. It took two servings of bacon to console him. I hope you're proud of yourself.

And Chimera got a 2min roughing penalty for it and so did Voracek's elbow...what did SCUMderi get...nothing! He simply skated over to his bench and hid behind he's enforcer like the little pu$$y he is.

All I know is no fine or apology is going to make up for the cheap low blow that Punkderi or the un-apologetic Murray is going to release to the press is going to satisfy me after this dirty play.

Nash (who is known as a clean player) needs to take a run at (Frank)deri and take his head off with a high stick! Or at the very least go for his knees...and the refs better call Dumbderi for a 10min and Frolov a game misconduct for it!

Otherwise I will still consider the NHL (TO-war room) to be bias against the Jackets.

As for the Kings fans...stfu you bunch of cry-baby homers. You got the win @ the refs expense...CONGRATS!

But I bet you will still be on here crying: IT WAS A CLEAN HIT; TWENTY YEARS AGO; CRY CRY CRY...WAH WAH WAH...BOO HOO...THE LEAGUE IS AGAINST KINGS...QQ
-Deisty

You can't kill me.

You can't kill me.
- Vagitarian

You can't kill me.
- Vagitarian

You can't kill me.
- Vagitarian

I wonder whatever happened to that Yotes fan who was posting often the last week

I wonder whatever happened to that Yotes fan who was posting often the last week
- S Kaspar Rollins

Not me. There are like 6 people with access to that account. Most of the time you go on it and its beenhaned a ban.

I was too busy burning through old vidja games.

Not me. There are like 6 people with access to that account. Most of the time you go on it and its beenhaned a ban.

I was too busy burning through old vidja games.
- Vagitarian

sounds like a regular free for all orgy

sounds like a regular free for all orgy
- watsonnostaw

You don't even know. At least 2 trannies. It was very exciting.

- watsonnostaw

Yeah, budaj is (frank)in homo.

Yeah, budaj is (frank)in homo.
- schuter82

I guess that he sucks so much that the only way he ever wins a game is by someone hitting the post?

I guess that he sucks so much that the only way he ever wins a game is by someone hitting the post?
- S Kaspar Rollins

He really was that bad last year.

People say Price is a calm and relax person, and thats what a goalie need to be a 'legend' as the 'experts' said so.

No he is not calm.... he is passive... a that is wrong..very wrong

He doesn't take a defeat at heart and explode on the ice the game after.
No its just an other loss and tomorow is an other day and an other game.

No!!!! thats not the way things work!!
A team plays approximatively 5100 minutes per season.
Just vision it as a big game... and its never over.. even after the horn sounds.
Tomorrow is not an other game, its just a different team.

I dont think he likes Montreal either..
And we cant lose this guy on nothing without having something in return.
We lost Komisarek this summer to Toronto(omg tonight). We cant lose Price and the Kostitsyns for nothing!!!
Trading is part of the game lets stop being too gentle.
Last year Komisarek was the missing part to a deal landing Lecavalier.
And Gainey refused.
We still lost the female doge to the blue and white...for nothing
And maybe Kovalev too because we were too much on Komi's case.

Anyway Montreal should get rid of those following players

!!!!!!!SERGEI KOSTITSYN!!!!!!
Andrei Kostitsyn
Carey Price
&
Roman Hamrlik.... sorry hammer but we need cap space []

I think we can get a lot from those guys..


And yes!!!!
Komisarek is going to be the most booed player since Eric Lindros!!

long post about Price
- S Kaspar Rollins

I wonder if they will trade Price for Jiggy?

Actually, when you come to this place long enough, some things are just implied.

Oh yeah, and you learn how to make up roomers, and spell loose with 2 o's, like roomers, and SCARL, and play bingo, and WayneZ's fat, and post 'First' when your sixth, and Ponger, and floppy tits and BULL POOP, and FIXED, and , and epic posts, and Matthew Barry Bashing, and Julie stalking, and dogs with floppy ears and tennis balls, and Montreal fans are tre' sensitive but really do have a heart filled with blood, and DOMINOS, and , and Frolov for EVERYBODY, and Pecafan's a lovehated bastard that everyone complains/reminices about when he's not here, and let's not forget the newest 'Agenda Glasses and furthering careers'.

And some people here thought I wasn't paying attention. Now I'm just asking myself WHY?

Man, this place is like MECCA!

My story? Well, since you asked nicely, I'll tell it. But I haven't told this to anyone in a great while. 

My story begins in the great white north, which used to be Russia's nickname until the Canadians stole it for their own branding purposes. Though I was born in Alaska, I was abandoned by my mother at the age of two. She sent me floating off into the Bering Strait. Fortunately I had a hyper-active thyroid which kept me warm enough to float down an ice flow toward the then Soviet Great White North. Apparently I was delirious and all I could manage to say was baby-talk gibberish. The Russians - Petor and Petora (which of course is simply Russian for Marv and Ruby) Kirlochenko - who had rescued me, found the baby-talk endearing and assumed I was a handicapped child. To this day I have no idea how they knew I was so terrible at golf.

So there I lived in Russia until the age of 12 when I was sent to the Untied States of America as an exchange student. I went to Delaware and in exchange, the Russians were sent former President Lyndon Baines Johnson, who I am told loves goulash. Sadly for LBJ, goulash is actually a Hungarian dish.

In Delaware I was put to work in a conveyor belt factory. We used wheelbarrows to move the conveyor belt pieces around. I'll never forget cubie, my favorite wheelbarrow. Her soft trundling kept me assured of the stability of my belt load many a time. For a while cubie would be the love of my life...that is until I met Tanya, who introduced me to her roommate Sarah's best friend Nancy at Tanya's sister's (Drew) baby shower. I always thought a baby shower was when a pregnant woman was given gifts to help her raise her newborn. Apparently in Delaware, it's actually a ritual that involves being pelted with babies.

Nancy and I danced flirtatously and the twinkle in her eye told me everything I needed to know. It said to me "stop reflecting the sunlight into my face with your wristwatch" and so I did. From that moment on, she was hooked on me. She knew I would do anything for her. Well, within reason. For example, I would not box a homeless man for a stick of trident gum for her. That would be silly.

Fast forward 30 odd years. Literally, they were odd. Today we have two and a half kids and a slightly used wheat thresher. And every December, I take them to the local rink when a local beer league plays and I convince them it's the NHL. I think the eldest is starting to catch on to my sham but until he does, good times. Good times.

My story? Well, since you asked nicely, I'll tell it. But I haven't told this to anyone in a great while. 

My story begins in the great white north, which used to be Russia's nickname until the Canadians stole it for their own branding purposes. Though I was born in Alaska, I was abandoned by my mother at the age of two. She sent me floating off into the Bering Strait. Fortunately I had a hyper-active thyroid which kept me warm enough to float down an ice flow toward the then Soviet Great White North. Apparently I was delirious and all I could manage to say was baby-talk gibberish. The Russians - Petor and Petora (which of course is simply Russian for Marv and Ruby) Kirlochenko - who had rescued me, found the baby-talk endearing and assumed I was a handicapped child. To this day I have no idea how they knew I was so terrible at golf.

So there I lived in Russia until the age of 12 when I was sent to the Untied States of America as an exchange student. I went to Delaware and in exchange, the Russians were sent former President Lyndon Baines Johnson, who I am told loves goulash. Sadly for LBJ, goulash is actually a Hungarian dish.

In Delaware I was put to work in a conveyor belt factory. We used wheelbarrows to move the conveyor belt pieces around. I'll never forget cubie, my favorite wheelbarrow. Her soft trundling kept me assured of the stability of my belt load many a time. For a while cubie would be the love of my life...that is until I met Tanya, who introduced me to her roommate Sarah's best friend Nancy at Tanya's sister's (Drew) baby shower. I always thought a baby shower was when a pregnant woman was given gifts to help her raise her newborn. Apparently in Delaware, it's actually a ritual that involves being pelted with babies.

Nancy and I danced flirtatously and the twinkle in her eye told me everything I needed to know. It said to me "stop reflecting the sunlight into my face with your wristwatch" and so I did. From that moment on, she was hooked on me. She knew I would do anything for her. Well, within reason. For example, I would not box a homeless man for a stick of trident gum for her. That would be silly.

Fast forward 30 odd years. Literally, they were odd. Today we have two and a half kids and a slightly used wheat thresher. And every December, I take them to the local rink when a local beer league plays and I convince them it's the NHL. I think the eldest is starting to catch on to my sham but until he does, good times. Good times.
- CaptainRivet

I remember that one. who was it though?

I remember that one. who was it though?
- jarmstrong

yup

I hate the Habs, I hate our history, and I hate hockey.

Honestly, the thing that really struck me during the Lightning/Habs game on Saturday was when Joel mentioned how Brian Lawton had all the photos from the Lightning's 04 Cup win taken down. They're cutting all ties to the past to focus on the future. We should be doing that.

We need to evolve. 24 Cups, eh? Hey, guess what? I don't give a shit. And I no longer give a flying fuck that Morenz, Rocket, Beliveau, Lafleur, or Roy played here. Those days don't fucking exist anymore!

We don't have priority on all the best players coming out of Quebec anymore, so it's literally impossible to stack our teams with the best FCs like we used to. Christ, none of the best French players want to play here, anyway.

It's time for a new philosophy. Not just from the team, but from the media, and the fans. Right now, we're an absolute embarrassment. The first generation of idiots and douchebags has taken hold of our once knowledgable and sophisticated fanbase. I'm talking about the cunts who chant Na-na-na-na with 6 minutes left in a 2-goal game, or who chant "Leafs suck" from the opening faceoff. When did we all turn into track-suit wearing soccerinos from Laval?

I just want a team that commits to the best players, the best captain, and the best system. I just want a team that's fucking good, however that manifests itself. That should be enough, and it pisses me off to an insane degree that it isn't.

And on the happiness side, the club seats (Ice Bar and Fire Lounge) are excellent. Really good food, both catered type stuff and regular arena junk food. They make no attempt to limit your intake (some places make it hard to avail yourself of the all you can eat, not this place). I'd love to have their chicken fingers--hot, crispy, not dried out--instead of the pathetic cold, chewy abomination that is Chickie's and Pete's--at the Vault.

And I think I got some good shots of the boys. Although I'm not digital, so I won't know for sure until Tuesday.

--bodiva88