God I love my Caps.
When're the Thrash doing this???
and
blood is just red sweat.
It's brutal out there - people tryin' to knock you down, shake you up, make you quit. It's called hockey. Sound familiar? It's a lot like life. You want to succeed? You gotta be tough, stand up for yourself. Sometimes you dish it out. Other times? You gotta take it. But you keep. Getting. Up. No matter how much it hurts. Give up? Give in? Wha? Pft, yeah, right. Never! Rough stuff? Hey, you gotta defend yourself and your friends. That's what it's all about. That's. What friends. Do. Yeah it's aggressive, and I like it. Why? Because. I. Get it.
-- Dennis Leary
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Fearless. Crazy. Whichever. I'm still stunned they went out in their jerseys. Although how fucking hilarious is it that NO ONE seemed to notice or care who they were? Bold statement on hockey in this town, eh?
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