Broken Wings vs "good little divers"

The poor Peachhawks were sent packing tonight in OT. I'm a little crushed but I was fully expecting this so I guess I'm not too cut up about it. Well, okay, it was sad. Really sad. But there is some positives.

The good

• I got my Peach goal. I love Peach Fuzz.
  
• I love the Peachhawks. They're totally my team in the west right now.
  
• Huet... oh my god.... I felt kinda proud of him. Even if I never saw him play here. Felt better about that performance than I did about Theodore's as a Cap anyway... Way to be awesome Huet. And that foot save in the last few seconds of regulation time to keep it tied? Amazing.
  

The bad

• Another flipping Wings/Pens final
• The Wings are broken. The Pens aren't.
  
• I still don't have faith in Ozzy to out-goalie Flambe....
• I'm clearly not a die-hard Peachhawks fan yet. I'm not depressed and I'm now going back to the Wings - not that I had a choice.
  

The ugly

• Puffy. What? You thought I was letting that one pass? Nope.
• I think I just agreed to wear a Looch shirt........ someone please go out and destroy all Looch shirts by the morning. Thanks!
• Hossa vs. the Puffles. Oh the over-dramatic storyline here....
  

The "what the heck TV"

• TV talks about Canada's deficit which suddenly got a lot bigger and for some reason they randomly show footage of an Ovie goal. Not getting the connection there, TV. Oh well. I liked seeing Ovie score. Made me all happy inside.
  

Hey Peach Fuzz

I dare you to make me go "I guess I'll live without Ovie until October". I bet you can't do it. They may say that you'll "step up your peach-game" tomorrow but I won't believe it until I see it. Prove me wrong, Peach Fuzz. Go on. I dare you.

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and he better "raise his peach-game" tomorrow because this so-called "conference final" tonight was LAME. LAME. No intensity. No crowd noise and no Whalercanes that I could see. Bah. This was SO not a conference final. This was like... I dunno... the Memorial Cup game was better (made all the more nice by the fact that the the Drummondville Whatsits lost. HAHAH). I mean... the Pens corner of the twitterverse was quiet even! I would SO not be yawning if the Bruins and the Capitals were in the finals. Ugh. Hockey hour has never been so boring before. Well, not since the Devils were still in the playoffs anyway.

Argh.

C'mon Peach Fuzz. Bring the the Peachiness tomorrow tonight!

Peach Fuzz wins me over

But first I have one thing to say......

Oh my god. Roger Federer just beat Rafael Nadal. On clay. In Madrid. What. The. Hell.

For those of you who don't know.... the More-Adorable-Version-of-Crosby never beats the Ovie of tennis on clay courts. Never. Except for that one time in Hamburg a couple of years ago. The Ovie of tennis has an amazingly wickedly sick record on clay (try three loses in four years). He doesn't lose on clay. And he doesn't lose at home in Spain. Hell, the MAVC has not beaten the Ovie since.... well, it's been a while, let's put it that way. So yes. WAY TO GO ROGER! Yes, Djokovic probably did half the work for you by pooping out Nadal, but yeah. You won and deserved it. Congrats Roger =) For today, you are the hero for downing the Clay Monster. Way to go.

Now back to hockey...

So the Hawks lost in what looked too much like the very first time I saw Detroit play. You know, the first game of the Stanley Cup finals last year... where they blanked the Puffles? While the Wings didn't blank the Hawks, it was one of those games where you go "do they really have to play that well?" It was a statement game by the Wings. They're reminding the Hawks just who's boss. If it wasn't for Crabby Khabby then it would have probably been 10-2 for the Wings. Not kidding here. The Wings completely dominated the game and looked freakishly scary doing it. You just had to sit there and go ".....oh dear.....if they played like this maybe they could repeat?"

In the strange mind of EP that means that she's going for the Hawks now.

So Peach Fuzz Kane didn't do anything that I noticed. In fact I spent most of the game looking around for him.

But I think I like this team. I think. I think me saying "Peach Fuzz" all day today was what made me like them. I mean, how can you not like a guy who's called "Peach Fuzz"? Granted nobody but me knows who Peach Fuzz is but who cares? People are only now starting to get who Puffy and Eggplant are. And I'm not even sure about Eggplant. But still... It was so refreshingly nice to see someone's face other than Puffy's that I just had to go and be a fan. Especially when said face has peach fuzz instead of a crap excuse for a "beard". Yes, peach fuzz wins over the ugly "wannabeard" that Puffy has. Anybody but the Puffy! Please. For the love of hockey. Anybody but the Puffy.

Okay. I'm clearly beyond tired now because sane and awake people don't pick teams based on their playoff beards, right? right. Or that's just my very immature side coming out again. But yeah. Peach Fuzz Kane for the Cup, baby!

One day I will learn not to write up these things when I'm half asleep....

Note: from here on end, Peach Fuzz will refer only to Patrick Kane and not the entire Blackhawks team.