I wanted to see major Sens ownage. Instead there was Isles ownage. Except that it was ownage of just Lalime for the most part. Fucker. I'm disturbed that I'm more annoyed at him letting in softies than my own goalie letting in a goal from beyond the red line. Lowered expectations, blah blah blah. Marty tapped some Isle on the back of the calf and got called for slashing. It was even wimpier than Petr's gentle hug holding call. The Sportsnet announcers mockingly referred to it as a "vicious attack that will be talked about for years to come". I love them.
Instead, to make up for it, there was Canucks ownage! All of Natuzzison scored, with requisite pomp and circumstance! Poor Manny just looked more and more fearful as the game went on. That second King goal was more intimidation than anything. :( Cloutier looked great again.
Happy birthday, adgy! This is a little something for you...
Q & A
Jesse kisses Tulip and tastes snow and bullets with a twist of redemption; Tulip kisses him back, her tongue lingering on brimstone and steel wrapped up in leather.
Jesse traces nonsense with his fingers on Tulip's delicate skin; Tulip plants wet kisses on skin five years older than she remembers it.
Jesse marvels at how Tulip can make things better by just being; Tulip wonders how Jesse could ever have left when he can barely let go of her now.
Then they stop thinking and stop questioning and stop reliving, and they realize the answers aren't important at all.