Wednesday, October 14, 2015

Anger. No need to read this.

I booed the team tonight.  Hard.  Because that was my reaction to their play.  My beloved CBJ.  I've been a season ticket holder since Nickolai Zherdev roamed the friendly confines.  I have seldom seen a more pitiful, disconnected game of hockey, and I've seen some bad ones.  The first lesson is, don't say what I want to say tonight.

So good night my friends.  These are good players, and watching NHL hockey is a fantastically good time. But those times are balanced by the ....  No.  I'm not going to talk about tonight.  I need to think before I type.

I'll check in on a more rational basis later.



  1. I don't think you are the only one frustrated/baffled. Bob admitting he has 0 confidence. It's time to ride the pine. What is the worst that happens? They lose just like they have been. Let's hope the Leafs play like crap.

  2. I am in no hurry to watch this team - in person or on TV. Will not go out of my way. Last time I felt this bad, there were fans protesting in front of NWA.

    I have resisted saying it, but it keeps popping into my head:

    Same old Jackets.