Don't Mess with the Mojo

Whatever you were doing Monday night when the Bruins gave the Canucks psyche a big Eff You, don't change a damn thing. I have never in my entire life enjoyed a hockey game more than Game 3. The collective rallying around Nathan Hortan after that life threatening cheap shot, the beat down Timmy Time put on that alien-leprachaun hybrid, Sedin, the 8-spot we put on the score board and, the countless number of times the Bs stuck their fingers out just daring the 2-year old Canucks to bite them and, of course, the only thing that really matters... the W. If the Bruins play like they did in Game 3 tonight, and for the rest of the series, the duckboats will be back tearing up the streets of Boston once again.
Now, I'm not a very superstitious guy, I've never been a big believer in lucky numbers or pregame rituals, but Monday night was a near perfection on ice, and with a few more performances like that Lord Stanley is ours. Those of you out there saying, "Oh, 3, what I do doesn't effect the game." Shut up. It does. Believe it or not tonight you have a chance to be a game changer. Opportunities like this don't come around every day. I don't know about you, but tonight, I want to be a hero. I want the cup. And with that being said, tonight I will be sitting on the right side of the couch with my BC superfan shirt on, my red shorts, one New Balance sock and one Yellowtoe; I will have a piece of cookies and cream ice cream prior to the start of the third period, my little brother will write an English essay for the first 2.5 periods before joining us for the third. And if we do all that we can't be beat. We won't be beat. Don't mess with the Mojo.

P.S. Charlie in that video is exactly like the Canucks, just yuckin it up thinking its hilarious he chomped down on his brother's finger. Biting's not funny Charlie. Grow up.

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Plaxico Returns..Kindof Like us

Well that was weird. But seriously, this is kindof like what 3 did when I said the blog redesign was over and we could go ahead and start blogging again. He jumped like a little school girl, screaming names like Alex Burrows, and Biting, and Bruins, and Lebron Lucifer. Just pure bliss.

Seriously though, is Drew Rosenhaus geniune here, or just a prick? Honestly, does he think he's Jerry Mcguire? Is he Plaxico Burress's ambassador of quan? This has to be on of the more awkward greetings of all time. I love how small Drew Rosenhaus is compared to Plax. It reminded me of the first time I saw Humpy Dumpy up at Story Land in New Hampshire (rep it 3). Just ran and hugged that half broken egg like he was my savior. Anyway, I'm really surprised Plax didn't just truck Rosenhaus or kick his ass. It'd be like a spontaneous episode of cops, and then we would never have to hear from Plaxico "Ellis Hobbs Can't Cover me on the Goalline" Burress again.

PS. Since when can you bring a louis vouton rolly suitcase to jail? I could have sworn in all of the movies it's like "we had the shirts on our back and that was that."

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