Hopeless

We're playing the Sharks tonight.  We are clearly not going to the playoffs.

And yet.

Here I am, wearing my Oilers t-shirt as I work on my dissertation.  And I will watch tonight.

Because even disappointing hockey is better than no hockey, and a long, hot summer of that's coming upsettingly soon.

I like MacT.  I'm sad this situation has become what it has, because I think driving the blame truck up to his door's a bit scapegoat-y.  It's gonna suck to watch him coaching another team that beats us over and over and over next year...

OK, happy thoughts.  Clap Clap.