Muckbringer - (phil mckelvey)

Member since September 9, 2009

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• Comment on Liveblog: Canadiens dump Islanders 5-2
  I cant wait to hear nothing about good were doing tomorrow. Shhhhhhhhhhh! Conan: Almost 20 years of pitiless cumber! No rest, no sleep like other men. And yet the spring wind blows, Subotai. Have you ever felt such a wind? Subotai: They blow where I live too. In the north of every man's heart. Conan: It's never too late, Subotai. Subotai: No. It would only lead me back here another day. In even worse company. Conan: For us, there is no spring. Just the wind that smells fresh before the storm.
• Comment on Liveblog: Canadiens dump Islanders 5-2
  What I wouldnt give for a lockout evey year! Games mean more and more frequent. The first half of the season tends to feel like preseason the last couple of years. Conan: Almost 20 years of pitiless cumber! No rest, no sleep like other men. And yet the spring wind blows, Subotai. Have you ever felt such a wind? Subotai: They blow where I live too. In the north of every man's heart. Conan: It's never too late, Subotai. Subotai: No. It would only lead me back here another day. In even worse company. Conan: For us, there is no spring. Just the wind that smells fresh before the storm.
• Comment on Liveblog: Canadiens dump Islanders 5-2
  Tue/WED shall be interesting Conan: Almost 20 years of pitiless cumber! No rest, no sleep like other men. And yet the spring wind blows, Subotai. Have you ever felt such a wind? Subotai: They blow where I live too. In the north of every man's heart. Conan: It's never too late, Subotai. Subotai: No. It would only lead me back here another day. In even worse company. Conan: For us, there is no spring. Just the wind that smells fresh before the storm.
• Comment on Liveblog: Canadiens dump Islanders 5-2
  Sigh.....OH Lay!!! I feel the medicine working! Conan: Almost 20 years of pitiless cumber! No rest, no sleep like other men. And yet the spring wind blows, Subotai. Have you ever felt such a wind? Subotai: They blow where I live too. In the north of every man's heart. Conan: It's never too late, Subotai. Subotai: No. It would only lead me back here another day. In even worse company. Conan: For us, there is no spring. Just the wind that smells fresh before the storm.
• Comment on Liveblog: Canadiens dump Islanders 5-2
  Moen ticking me off some these days....still got a heart of a lion though and we are lucky to have him. Conan: Almost 20 years of pitiless cumber! No rest, no sleep like other men. And yet the spring wind blows, Subotai. Have you ever felt such a wind? Subotai: They blow where I live too. In the north of every man's heart. Conan: It's never too late, Subotai. Subotai: No. It would only lead me back here another day. In even worse company. Conan: For us, there is no spring. Just the wind that smells fresh before the storm.
• Comment on Liveblog: Canadiens dump Islanders 5-2
  Now comes the thing i hate most about the game. Score dictating penalties, or non-call thereof. Conan: Almost 20 years of pitiless cumber! No rest, no sleep like other men. And yet the spring wind blows, Subotai. Have you ever felt such a wind? Subotai: They blow where I live too. In the north of every man's heart. Conan: It's never too late, Subotai. Subotai: No. It would only lead me back here another day. In even worse company. Conan: For us, there is no spring. Just the wind that smells fresh before the storm.
• Comment on Liveblog: Canadiens dump Islanders 5-2
  Who was the last player to score on back to back shifts? Must be pretty rare. Either way, total dismantling by our boys in the third! Conan: Almost 20 years of pitiless cumber! No rest, no sleep like other men. And yet the spring wind blows, Subotai. Have you ever felt such a wind? Subotai: They blow where I live too. In the north of every man's heart. Conan: It's never too late, Subotai. Subotai: No. It would only lead me back here another day. In even worse company. Conan: For us, there is no spring. Just the wind that smells fresh before the storm.