Remember back when we did this regularly? When I didn’t just throw up hastily put together digital ink jobs? Nah, I don’t either.
Yeah, the Sharks has boobs. What are you going to do about it?
It’s been so long that I almost forget how this works. Part of me actually kind of enjoyed the Sharks not being in the playoffs last year because it made them so easy to watch. No heart attacks, no crazy blood pressure swings, no wanting to scream obscenities at my screen, but not being able to because there are kids about and they will TOTALLY repeat what I said to a nun. I don’t even know any nuns, but if my kids learn and drop the F-bomb, it’ll be in front of one because that’s just how things work out for me.
Let me just get this out of the way now: I HATE THE KINGS.
Hate’s a strong word actually, and having honestly felt seething hatred before, it’s not exactly accurate, but saying I dislike them is like saying a tire fire smells good. It’s just a tad understated. So I’ll go with what I’ve got. If you’re looking for in depth match up analysis, you’ve come to the wrong place. Lots of other blogs do that. You don’t need 30 recaps of lines, depth match ups, goal tending, etc. I’m just telling it as I see it on the eve before the Sharks return to the playoffs after a year hiatus. Despite trying its best to drive me away this season, the NHL has dragged me back in with the playoffs and I’m already getting a little nervous. Not Enterprise D about to take on the Borg nervous, but kinda is that just gas or did I eat something bad nervous. Worst thing is, I’m not even all the nervous about the actual game itself, as I am for what comes before (and after) it.
The thing I’m dreading most about this series is hearing the constant reminders of how it was 3-0 last time these two teams met in the playoffs and WE ALL KNOW WHAT HAPPENED THEN!
Yes, great, good, we get it. We got it when it happened, in fact, so can we not? No? You’re going to bring it up again? And again? And again ad nauseam because talking points are hard and all you can do to fill the soundless void is flap your lips constantly and hope words come out?
Great. I’m looking forward to that.
The party starts Thursday night 7:30pm in LA. Ugh, eff those guys. Go Sharks!
