Let me Grab a Chair Here While I Wait For Someone to Shoot a Puck On Me

I swear I saw him do this last night

I really don't want to do this. Not that I don't like FHF readers. I do. I like em a lot and I aim to please but what is there to say about a game I didn't  hardly watched.

We have some problems with that first line...

Yes, Scott Gomez, Brian Gionta and the Third Wheel that comes attached have as much rhythm as I did when my wife and I took salsa lessons many years back. My paralysis of the hips must be induced by Latino beats.

It kinda goes like this.

Dancing, dancing, ... Billie Jean is....twirling around, 90s running man, That girl is Poysooonn!....totally feeling it....IT'S MY PRE-RO-GA-TIIIIVE!..woooo!!! ....Ay, la vida es un carnaval... falls to the floor convulsing.

Now I'm sure Gomez can bust the shit out of the Macarena but I'm not seeing his end to end wizardry as much - and that's what matters to me.

Gio, you're going to get a bit more rope from me because you're not earning the 24 million dollars a shift your linemate is and you're my captain. I can't question your wisdom. For all I know, this comatose start may have been part of your sadistic plan to begin with.

Marty I told you you're not welcome here anymore


A couple of years ago, it appeared the tide had started to turn in the Habs' favour. We beat the Devils on the road a couple of times. Nicked them in Montreal... it looked as if the Brodeur stigma were fading. Not sure about that anymore. He ties the all-time wins record in Montreal, beats the Habs late last year in an important season ending stretch and grabs a shutout last night as if he were picking a grape off the vine.

Cammy, Cammy, It's Time to Get Out of Bed Sir


All that holiday food still feeling heavy there buddy? It's the sabbath today. Ask the Lord for help and he shall pour the nectar of prolific scoring into your soul. Or get off your ass and get to work.

Crap, this is making me upset.

I can't go on. I'm aggravated. Actually, no I'm busy as hell, watched 11 minutes of the game because I made my wife rosemary lemon chicken and refuse to play this game of deceit any longer. You, the FHF reader, deserve better.

Satan Wins: Devils 2 – Habs 1 (0T)

I want us to all stand together now and pray. I want us to stand together before the Almighty and pray.

PRAY TO THE LORD.

Amen.

Praise the LORD!

Amen.

Praise Jesus!

Hallelujah!

PRAISE BABY JESUS!

That’s right.

Because we all know that to believe in Him is to recognize the strengths within ourselves that bond us to His greatness. Because we all know that we got-ta, got-ta, got-ta believe!

And we know that when the Devil wins he steals from our greatness and takes away from the Lord’s creation. Oh heavenly Jesus! Pray for us when the Devil attempts to take our faith, corrupt our souls and poison our hearts. Pray for us sweet Jesus!

Amen.

That’s right.

Pray for the Devil worshippers who come into our Cathedrals and rob us of our victory, who bring tears to our children and empty our gasket of hope. They do the Devil’s work, and so Devils they are, but in their victory they merely bury their souls deeper into the eternal tyrannies of hell.

And we shall be relieved. Because Devils we are not, and the Devil’s work we will not do, because the word of our Lord it is not.

In the war you wage against our spirit, in your victory you may only know defeat, you will only assault the kindness of Jesus. And he is not assaulted easily, you wretched Devil.

“And we know that we are of God, and the whole world lieth in wickedness. Go Habs go”. (1 John 5:19).

Loucifer, can take his points, the Prince of Darkness may carry the score, yet the followers of the righteous path will hold their heads high and bask in the radiance of the Lord, for even in defeat, they only know triumph.

The Devil’s work will not succeed. He is doomed forever and will be banished in the “lake of fire”, that we have come to know as New Jersey.

Loucifer, the defrocked angel, merely attacks the good in the Lord’s creation because he knows that he must act to exist, whereas the Lord’s creation exists because it’s all it knows, despite itself. And you can see the Lord’s love and pray to His grace before our new statues standing guard outside our Cathedral. They are carved out of the Lord’s breath, erected to defy the strike of the Devil. Be gone, you devil for you are not welcome here.

Be gone, you devil, for you are not WELCOME HERE.

BE GONE YOU DEVIL! FOR YOU ARE NOT WELCOME HERE!!!

BE GONE YOU DEVIL! FOR YOU ARE NOT WELCOME HERE!!!

And take Alex Kovalev and his stupid late penalties.