EMERGENCY RETIREMENT BLOG: LET’S GO, BABY!
Me, when I woke up this morning: “Nice going to see The Lion King tonight this day can’t get any better!”
Me, ten minutes ago:
KENNY HOLLAND YOU BEAUTIFUL ARCHITECT! I take back every mean thing I’ve said about Kenny “Blankenship” Holland because, like they used to say in MXC, “Getttttt it on!” This move has me so corked that I ran back into the old office and had to blog the news immediately. I’m elated. Ecstatic. Absolutely overcome with joy and borderline suffocated by that dreaded shit syndrome I call optimism. As if being an NBA Champion (fan) wasn’t enough, now the human boat anchor Milan Lucic has been wrapped, packaged and shipped 300 kilometers down the QE2. It’s officially my summer. And it gets better:
Suck my ass, Donald. Eat shit, Calgary. Calgary’s about to witness the only thing slower than rush hour traffic on the Deerfoot. And we’re taking a chance on this:
Sing it, ABBA!
The best part is his contract isn’t buyout proof, like Milan’s. This is an absolute win by Kenny the Jet Holland. We won a goddamn trade. The ghost of Peter Chiarelli can dissipate in the concrete hellscapes of the Rogers Place bathrooms. Hook it into my veins. LOILTY, BABY!!
PS – This is probably a one-time thing and I don’t expect to actually write anymore but I had to get this news out. What a time to be alive. Once more, for old times’ sake:
HAPPY WEEKEND, EDMONTON! SEE YOU AT THE CROWN!