Wasted management 101 ~ Habs are garbage in 6-2 loss to Canes ~ Game Review and Open trash thread

Reek ~ The game stunk from the get-go as the Habs polluted the ice with pathetic play.

Recycle ~ Here's an idea whose time has come, collectively try to cycle and recycle in the offensive zone. Enough with the garbage goals and wasted efforts of forty foot shots.

Recover ~ PatCHes! is doing better each day, RDS says he may be on skates by Saturday.

Rethink ~ Funduhmental flaws in The System™, noted. CHocula, whatever it is you are scribbling on that fucking notepad isn't worth wiping yourself with. Incinerate it.

Litter the ice ~ With boos at the next home game. No waffles though. Save those crepes for the last game.

Reduce ~ Cutback Lego's time to four minutes? Really?

Sceptic tank ~ Too late to can the recent end-of-season garbage. Throw out the trash this summer, unless of course some of it is composted and it feeds a new Flower.

To the Curb ~ Is our enthusiasm sunk at the FHF joint or what?! We need some freshening up.

Landfill ~ The methane collected from Montreal's March misery could fuel a fire but luckily Habs fans only do that during winning riots. I ain't dousing that hope just yet.

Pay as you Gomez ~ This toxic hazardous cocktail is costing the Canadiens environment. Climate CHange is real and we're melting like lg's Mexican Margarita.

Reuse ~ Hand me down some Bulldogs or use the one's we've already got FFS.

Turn off the red lights ~ Save TFS™'s energy, be efficient and rest the kid.

Low-flow ~ No decent passes from the D, no effective dumping in of the puck, no clogging up the zone, no shit. Flush The System™!

Regift ~ Are we revisiting last year's filthy finish or 2005's? Either way, Steve (Bégin) says it sucks.

Dis pose (says it) all ~ Those are some big cans.

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Nibbling on plunge cake, watCHing the Habs bake,

All of those tourists covered with Whale oil,

Struggling win-loss string, lg's Jekyll & Hyde thing,

See those fucking sCHrimp, they're beginning to boil.

Wasting away again in Hockey-est-la-ville,

Searching for my lost playoff gestalt,

Some people claim that there's a System to blame,

But I know it's The Notepad's fault?

Don't know the reason that I Pants!'d here all season,

With nothing to show but these game day P(Reviews),

Ain't he a real beauty, our Mexican booty,

How he's still here I haven't a CHlue.

Blew out my FHFlipflop, as I tapped on my laptop

Habs were the heels, now they CHruise on back home,

But there's booze in the Bell Centre blender,

And soon it will render,

That frozen CHoncoction the Habs have going on.

Yes, some people claim that there's a System to blame,

But we know it's all Bob Gainey's fault?

G Y F H G !