It's been like months since the last game. Actually, just Saturday. And the sooner we can all forget that unanesthetized biopsy, the better.
Hey look: tomorrow against the Kings! And it's...on radio. Like the olden days! You remember. When Dad rolled in three hours late for dinner smelling of cheap gin and bartops. Ahhh...that's what untelevised hockey was all about...Chuck Kaiton Rules!