The Playoffs are here again!

God bless hockey! My nutty season has arrived ladies and gentlemen. The Redwings have made the Stanley Cup Playoffs (barely). They take on Phoenix starting Wednesday and I will be a nervous wreck until they either lose or until they have wrestled Lord Stanley's Cup from the slimy hands of Squid the Kid and those lousy, thieving, cheating, stinking bastards, the Pittsburgh Penguins. If you happen to see me in the next month and a half and I have dark circles under my eyes, you will know that I have been up late praying they win while watching the game. As long as Jimmy Howard can keep his head on straight, we won't have to use the un-confident Osgood and barring catastrophic injury, that cup should be ours in a about six weeks.