Dear Boston Bruins...

it's 5:45pm, 8:45 where you are. the second period has just ended, and i can barely watch as the capitols work you over like the new inmate in gen-pop.
8-2.
i want to reach out to the screen, take your hand and lead you to the shower so you can scrub the shame away... but all i can do is offer a little something to make the third period a little easier.


* final score: 10-2

i hope ovechkin gave thomas a kiss before he hit the shower