Well, you didn’t hear this from me…
OK, yeah, I said it. I’ll own it…I cheering for the Sharks and Flyers now. (Feels like my boyfriend is away and I’m busy sexting other guys…) I fear the Sharks when they play the Jackets. It’s clear why they’re in the playoffs. But for the here and now, it’s hockey, it’s the playoffs and I have to have someone to love (seeing as how the Blackhawks left me high and dry) and I can’t even utter ” I will support the P r e…eh…d…dd….Can’t do it. I will never back Nashville in anything, ever.
And don’t get me going about Detroit…we all know how I feel.
They Flyers…well, that’s a different story. I don’t like how they feel like R.J. is theirs. (Even though, he IS kind of…) He’s a hometown boy and I enjoy seeing how they show him love when the Jackets land in that arena. So, out of my jealousy…my threat as a Blue Jacket fan, comes a respect for the Flyers. It was the only thing I had. I was looking for a connection and it’s been right there all along. I’m not sure if my fellow Flyers friends or my Fansided compatriots over at Broad Street Buzz or Blades Of Teal would like my endorsement, as maybe a bit of the “Blue Jacket funkadelic-bad JuJu” stuff may rub off. Look what happened to the Hawks after I told the world I was liking them…
And so it goes…the worst thing in the world for me would be a Preds-Detroit match up. I think I’d watch The Waltons reruns. Or maybe clean the cat box. I had to throw that in there.
So, former team of R.J. and you Sharks…good luck.