I love hockey.  With the season finally underway after coming out of a lockout, the race for the “Stanley Half-Cup*” is on. (My team is living up to their name…”Crapitals” and to be a fan of their’s is like being in an abusive relationship when dickmatized, but that is for another blog posting…)

One bright spot on the “halfie*” horizon was last night’s victory of the Minnesota Wild over the Chicago Blackhawks. While lost in the hype of the upcoming head injury suicide salad, let’s pause a moment to reflect on this NHL victory.  The undefeated 6-0 Blackhawks fell to a team, who last season finished in a position lower then the Crapitals.  (That’s bad.) While the victory is sweet for a state that prides itself on its deep hockey roots, I think its sweet cause the Blackhawks were not able to break the Crapital’s 2011-12 record start of 7-0. Gotta cling to last year’s flowers when holding the steak to your eye right?  At least you’ll never have to suffer through this during an NHL broadcast.  I love hockey.

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