Fuck this band ’cause they swear too much. It’s an obvious ploy and irresponsible.
Fuck this band, and their demon seed. ‘Cause if they burst out you’re responsible.
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Game Time: 7:30PM Central
TV/Radio: CSN, WGN-AM 720
Craig Ludwig’s Shin Pads: Defending Big D
For the third time in less than two weeks, the fourth time so far this season, the Hawks will take on the Stars for the third and final time in Dallas. So if it feels like the Hawks are constantly playing the Stars within this newly christened (or re-christened depending on if they’re still viewed as a descendant of the North Stars) divisional rivalry, it’s because it’s kind of true.
Mary, there is no hope for us. If this GM van don’t make it across the state line we might as well lay down and die. Because if Florida takes us we’re taking everyone down with us. Where we’re coming from will be the death of us.
Because all we can do is what we’ve always done.
It was a birthday gift of a Mexican Telecaster; from this day on I will play along to all my Young Pioneers records. And there will be a poetry spoken silently between me and the stereo. I’ll work mornings so you can work through the night.
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Game Time: 6:00PM Central
TV/Radio – WGN Ch. 9, WGN-AM 720
Heaven’s Waiting Room: Litter Box Cats
It’s been nearly two years since the Panthers graced UC ice, and it was a snowy affair that time as well, with the game being postponed due to the Panthers team bus not being able to traverse the snowy Chicago streets in rush hour. And while Mother Nature has blessed us so far today with a picturesque yuletide dusting, it’s unlikely to cause such a snag this time. That game can also be recalled as the Hawks’ last win before going on a nine game losing streak, which hopefully does not repeat itself as well.
We are the ones who lost our faith. We dug ourselves an early grave. We are the dead, can we be saved?
A ghost is all that’s left of everything we swore we never would forget.
One day the dreamers died within us, when all our answers never came. We hid the truth beneath our skin but our shadows never looked the same.
