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Oh. It looks like I've struck a nerve. See, Magicthighs, the difference between me and you is I don't particularly care if my hockey team wins or loses. Sure, I'd like them to win, but it's not the end of the world if they don't. Either way, my life does not change one bit. I still have to go to work in the morning. I still have bills to pay. I still have a life to live.
And living in Vancouver--aka the greatest habitable piece of land in Canada--there are better things to do than get caught up in the antics of professional athletes. Maybe you don't in that toxic waste dump you call a city, but why is that my fault? And yes, I'm well aware that Toronto is the Centre of Canada, in much the same way that a sphincter is the centre of an asshole. It gets smellier the closer you get to TO, too.
As for Leafs fans: you know, you guys wouldn't be so pathetic if you didn't worship your team to such ridiculous extremes. Doing things in moderation is healthy. Doing this irrational self-righteous shit just makes you look like a tool. Makes you more than a tool, in fact. It makes you many tools welded together to make some sort of super tool. With that said, here's a really big number that the rest of Canada laughs habitually at:
37!
...soon to be 38....
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