Dear Pittsburgh Penguins:
That's ok. We all know you just want to win at home. Just try to come alive before the 3rd period next time, even if I really did think you were going to tie it up.
Dear Philadelphia Flyers:
Way to almost choke away a 3-goal, third period lead in the Conference Finals. It's too bad that the Pens didn't tie it - I was ready to have another counterargument to Jerry Sullivan's "former players never gave up leads EVER" column.
Dear Marty Biron:
Hearing you on Versus tonight reminded me of how much I miss you. I still love you, but you're a Flyer now, so I hope you're back in Buffalo with your cute new baby as soon as possible.
Dear Sidney Crosby:
Just because you have tiny amounts of facial hair now does NOT mean you are tough enough to fight whenever you feel like it. Now, I know you want to be a Mucker and Grinder because you want my unending love, but Mario looked like he was going to kill you after you started fighting Richards.
As much as I love watching you try to prove you're a gritty Captain, you're totally GROUNDED when you get back to Casa de Mario
Now you are a true Mucker and Grinder; gritty is your middle name (Ryan Gritty Malone - works for me). Way to stick up for Jordan towards the end of the game. You also may rival Marty for prettiest eyes in the series.
Dear Jordan Staal:
Two goals! I was so happy for you! I think you made your grandpa very proud.
Now that is love...Not to mention the beauty that is Danny's expression in the background
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"Just because you have tiny amounts of facial hair now does NOT mean you are tough enough to fight whenever you feel like it."
Really, Chops. What were you thinking? You can't do that. I know you want to... but you can't.
PROTECT THE CHOPS.
"PROTECT THE CHOPS" is totally my new rallying cry for the Pens - I am now prepared to use it every time Chops is on the ice (if only for the befuddled stares I get in return).
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