Mary Ann and Wanda were the best of friends all through their high school days, both members of the 4H Club, both active in the FFA.
Game Time: 8:00PM Central
TV/Radio: CSN, WGN-AM 720
Innocent Until Proven Guilty: Mile High Hockey
After their Stanley Cup win in Game 25 of last year, it was hard to imagine the Colorado Avalanche as getting any more irritating. Fortunately, they’ve gone and exceeded basically everyone’s expectations, as has been wonderfully articulated by the Fifth Feather on this site. But far be it from me to miss an opportunity to pile on.
He didn’t like faxes, he didn’t like phones. When he stood among many, he’d stand alone. He loved his sausage, but shied from greens; used to spin his little sister in the washing machine.
And he ate more cheese than time allowed, so the stood him up sharp, they stood him up proud. And they looked at him funny, but they looked at him twice. Undressed him with the eyeballs, verbal lashing him with spite.
There are stories of pleasure, there are stories of pain, but the gods torment me with slabs of rain.
Game Time: 6:00PM Central
TV/Radio: WGN Ch. 9, WGN-AM 720
Pirates of Silicon Valley: Fear The Fin
It’s become somewhat of an annual occurrence over the last 5 or so seasons, where the first meeting of the year between the Blackhawksand Sharks, normally around this time in November, is viewed as a barometer of one another’s success and potential in advancing through the Western Conference. Both have been conference Finalists at least twice in that time, and based on the early returns this season, there’s no reason why it couldn’t happen again for either squad.
Probably the most telling sign that this should be a game to forget is that our wire image service doesn’t have a single picture up from this game. And that’s probably for the best.
Hold on! This ship is sinking and I don’t know what to do. If we die in fire and water then I want to be with you. Oh captain, my captain I fought hard, ‘til everything was lost, no fortune did I seek. Remember, remember, remember us buried in the deep.
I’m wasted as these city blocks, these Blockbusters and parking lots. As faded as a parking space, sealed up to see what rots
I’m wasted as my time, spent sitting idly by, drinking in this shithole while you all went on outside.


