Wow, I don't even know what to say anymore. I'm feeling to numb to really cry, to angry to be happy for Andrepuke and too despondent to scream in anger. This was the first time I've been in a city where it seemed that everyone was behind the team. I was in Australia during the 1998 Cup run for the Caps, so it didn't hit me as hard.
Renee is currently watching the ceremonies, and I have to admit, I can't do it. I want to be happy for the Lightning, a team that has worked hard to get out of the basement of the NHL and pull themselves into the ranks of respectability. I just can't bring myself to do it.
I can't even fault the NHL officials... it was a crap calling game all round. I don't even know when the next season will be, so I can't say "Oh, it's okay, there's always next year", because at this point in time, there may not be a next year. I feel bad, but most of all I feel bad for the players. I mean, I'll be okay eventually, but they had to play in that debacle and be present for all the hoopla that is the final ceremonies.
Bah!!!! Whatever, I'll dig myself out of this hole eventually, but probably not for a few months at least. That's probably a good thing in hindsight, I don't even want to see a puck for a few days at least. I hope Renee has a brown paper bag around somewhere, I may need it when I head into the office tomorrow.
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Insert witty phrase of your own, I can't be bothered.