It's almost time for Round 3 to begin. I nearly forgot to predict doom and gloom for my beloved Red Wings.
DOOM! GLOOM!
Patrick Sharp!
Sunday, May 17, 2009
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Because self-absorption, narcissism, and charm are an unstoppable combination.
2 comments:
It would appear I won our picks quite a while ago, based entirely upon correctly calling the West Finals, since all my other picks sucked just as bad as yours. And since it looks like neither of us can get any more points (unless Chicago pulls this out, which I know you are expecting to happen) that its over yet again. If we paid attention to the distribution of which of us win this thing, I'm certain it would look exactly like random chance, but somehow I still enjoy it.
We'll have to plan a Guinness drinking occasion since I happen to be around. Or perhaps even a colocal game viewing (at your place, I assume since Kira can't drive yet).
She's had an issue or two with road rage. Lost her privileges for a while.
While there's still a lot of time for doom and gloom (DOOOM! GLOOOM! SHAARP!), when do the finals start. I heard they're already scheduled. Could be painful though...
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