Everyone knows the first rule of Bite Club. You don’t talk about Bite Club. Patrice Bergeron said he wasn’t going to talk about it and then proceeded to talk about. Big no-no. Tyler Durden would be really disappointed, even if you did it in French, although it may sound way more sexy. And then you get taunted by other players later on, um, Maxim Lapierre was pretty funny offering Bergeron a finger in the second period after a scrum.

Does this mean that everyone on the Canucks are really werewolves? I present the following evidence. They may be more Underworld and less Twilight but it doesn’t mean they aren’t anymore effective. Werewovles kick ass. And I love me some Lucian but not Luongo. I’ll still dance under the moonlight with van morrison and I’ll always be an american one in London.

It’s 2-0 kids. Werewolves, I mean Cancucks, which is probably secret code for werewolves shapeshifting into wonder-twins activating into Alexander Burrows making two amaza-balls goals after draining Bergereon of his hockey magic. Beware. They are tricksters.

Tags: Daniel Sedin, maxim lapierre, Patrice Bergeron, roberto luongo, Ryan Kesler