Deep Sixed

Final (Hey Mr. P…)
Flames 4, The Team Formerly Known As the Red Wings 1

The Skinny

I think this about sums it up…

I’m not going to waste words here. This team is in a rut. The offense isn’t working. Babcock has tried everything but randomly drawing fans out of the seats to come play, and the Wings still can’t find their offense. They look disorganized and tentative and completely lost out there. It’s time to get back to basics and just start putting pucks on nets and putting passes on sticks. The only thing we can do as fans is ride this out and hope the Wings bust free sooner rather than later. Well, that and criticize, but there’s enough of that going around already so I will just end this here.

The Disch Approved “Horsecop” of the Game
Jiri Hudler maybe? I suppose Dan Cleary could make a case since he drew the short straw and scored the Wings only goal tonight.

The Riggy “Shitbox” of the Game
GRAB BAG! SPIN THE WHEEL AND SEE WHO IT LANDS ON! BONUS POINTS IF IT’S TODD BERTUZZI!

What’s Next?
A healthy dose of shots. A self-inflicted swirly. And two days of anguish before Anaheim on Saturday night. Odds are on Disch going “Gonzo” on you for the pregame.

Loss Candy

Since Petrella is living it up in Mexico, here’s some chick named Jillian on a beach. Hope you’re enjoying vacation dude. Look what you’ve done.

And here’s a guy in water. Yay.

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