Six games! Really? Let's not make it seven. The Canucks face off at ten-thirty tonight (EST) and I'm sending my good vibes westward. Perhaps the AllStar break has given them the rejuvenation they need. They have their centre, they have their goalie, and there are no more excuses. Even my boyfriend, whose always has an unwavering devotion to the team, is getting fed up. It’s time boys, tonight is the night. I best be waking up to winning headlines tomorrow.
January 28, 2009
They Probably Miss Linden
Six games! Really? Let's not make it seven. The Canucks face off at ten-thirty tonight (EST) and I'm sending my good vibes westward. Perhaps the AllStar break has given them the rejuvenation they need. They have their centre, they have their goalie, and there are no more excuses. Even my boyfriend, whose always has an unwavering devotion to the team, is getting fed up. It’s time boys, tonight is the night. I best be waking up to winning headlines tomorrow.
Six games! Really? Let's not make it seven. The Canucks face off at ten-thirty tonight (EST) and I'm sending my good vibes westward. Perhaps the AllStar break has given them the rejuvenation they need. They have their centre, they have their goalie, and there are no more excuses. Even my boyfriend, whose always has an unwavering devotion to the team, is getting fed up. It’s time boys, tonight is the night. I best be waking up to winning headlines tomorrow.
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