Kerrie Sakura

PATRICK FUCKING MARLEAU, BITCHEEEESSSSSS

Ahem. More coherent thoughts available at the resurrected Outpost blog. Yes I brought it back. I must be mad. :)

Okay, yes, I'm extremely grumpy about the Sharks, and I likely will be for a few days or a week or oh I don't know ALL SUMMER. Amd while I can cheerfully accept that they were beaten by a team who was better than them, I'm really not in the mood to be even slightly gracious about it, so: well done Ducks. I hope you fucking choke on it, you pack of waddling bastards.

THAT SAID, strangefrontier hath rescued me from utter woe this morning with the production of Ben Goldacre icons. Look at that icon. That is perfect. In celebration, am reading Bad Science again. I read it before, in January, but since I can't remember what the hell happened in January, I think it needs another go to sink in. Although I DO remember that the next time someone waxes lyrical at me about antioxidants we're going to have an almighty fucking row.

Oh and - because I'm ranting at the Ducks - I have to add this::


MUWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

I saw that and immediately thought of the Sharks. Oh, you... boys. I'm not going to rag on them though, because it's only one game so far. I'm annoyed, of course I am, but... it's a little bit premature to write them off. Personally, I'm hoping they're suitably embarrassed to step it up next game.

Let's go Sharks. :)

On the other hand I am full of the squee because YAY BRUINS and YAY PHIL and... I hear there was kissing? Hehehehe. I have it allll on DVD. I want to go home nowwww and watch it!

Although that, too, is only one game. One day at a time.

~flails quietly in the corner~

PLAYOFF TIME IS ALMOST HERE! So here's my usual EXCITEMENT POST. :D

I was going to leave this until SOMEBODY actually bothered to win the sodding President's Trophy, but now I know Detroit can't win it - which I was most worried about - then it's okay. Either the Sharks or the Bruins can have it and I'll be happy with that. :)

I know, I know. That trophy is supposed to be cursed. Then Detroit went and won the Cup last year and now I don't know what I think. The thing was, I thought if Detroit got home ice for the entire Western conference, the Sharks would never have a cat in hell's chance of getting past them. IF they met them. Then I thought again, on how this whole playoff thing works.

The key word is IF. IF either team lasts that long. Because who knows?

I make no assumptions about playoffs. My first year was the year where the Oilers went to the Finals, and they were an 8th seed. Ever since then, I am more than aware that home ice doesn't really mean that much. I put no faith in standings, I know that I'm a fan of a team that has gone home in the second round, in six games, three years in a row.

Except there's nothing to say they won't go home in the first.

I have faith that the Sharks CAN do it. Whether or not they WILL... that's different. I am not one of those asshat fans who gets all cocky and assumes that a nice #1 spot is a big juicy bye to the Finals. It's not as if I've ever been a fan of a team who won the President's trophy and then pulled off a pretty fucking specTACular playoff choke a couple of years ago.

Oh, wait. I did. Hello, Sabres. That team put me through the wringer in the spring of 2007, and as a special added bonus, they haven't recovered yet. The Sharks remind me of that year's Sabres team so much that I can't help but stop to think.

I'm just very, very cautious. That isn't to say I'm not EXPLODING WITH EXCITEMENT! over the playoffs. The best hockey of the year, all the excitement, all the drama, all the nailbiting, oh god I love it so much. April and May are my favourite months of the year by far.

In case you're late to the party, I'm cheering the Bruins in the East and - duh! - the Sharks in the West. I will not be staying up late on weeknights this year because my health will collapse again, but I will be staying up on weekends. I will be flailing.

I will be recording everything.

I will not be wearing jerseys or anything on gamedays, as I can only get away with that if I'm actually going to a game. It brings bad luck. Yes, I have a superstition. It's mine and it's not going away. :P

I do have a Sharks-inspired tattoo though. So as I can have a little bit of teal everywhere I go, aaah. :D Yes, that is cheesy. Tough. :P Other years I'd have looked for non-logo teal stuff or gone for teal nails or something... this year I don't have to. Yay!

I promise never to gloat (if there's anything to gloat for). I can't promise not to explode with either rage or glee. I'm SO EXCITED. :D

I think that covers it. In possibly too much detail. SQUEE!