I’m mad at you! I am still so mad at you for what you did that I don’t even want to see your… GLASSES?????
There’s only one explanation for this. James Neal reads this blog.
I’m not kidding when I say I’m still mad. James Neal and I need to have a long talk about whether or not he can by my (second) favorite Penguin again after the events of last week, but I suddenly find myself unable to do anything but:
3) Dive toward the TV.
This is low, James. Didn’t our whole problem start because you went after a defenseless person?! How am I supposed to protect myself against this!?
I can’t look at you right now. I mean, I melted that thirty second stretch of the DVR by slow-mo and pausing it so many times that I can’t watch it again.
Maybe tomorrow we can have a civilized conversation.
PS: Bring Geno. I miss him already.
Tags: james neal, Pittsburgh Penguins