Longhorn Al

Cops need to bring back an old school tool for these situations: a net. Wrap these psychos up before they start grabbing your pistols.

I'm waiting patiently on the Stassney bridge to get knocked down. Seems they're getting closer and closer. Target project completion is this coming Winter.

Mats was getting 3 injections before every game to deal with the pain in his arm. Said he didn't have normal strength in it. Janmark was playing with and aggravating a broken bone he suffered late in the season.

WHO...is your favorite weatherman? Jim Sp...no, phd ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

I was hit by a 12lb shot in 9th grade. Stupid coach had told us to go mark our throws so we could measure later as he took the tape measure to the discus field. I threw, walked out to mark my throw, but kept an eye on the guys horsing around behind the circle. I faced the circle - nobody was in it. I bent down quickly to grab a stick to jab in the ground and I hear, "heads up!" The shot missed my head, thank God. Could've killed me. It hit me in the back. I was in a bit of shock. I slowly stood up and saw all the guys running toward me. They were all yelling and asking if I was ok. I didn't say a thing. I just turned and started walking the couple hundred yards to the trainer's room. That guy told me it was probably a deep bruise. Ha. I went home and ended up coming back to school that night to show my science fair project (3rd place, holla). Went to the doctor the next day. The lower, narrow end of my left shoulder blade was broken clean off. Luckily, it's between 2 muscles and didn't move. It healed on its own. Sleeping, moving, breathing, coughing, laughing all sucked. Similar to broken ribs. The school called my dad asking why I wasn't at school and then threatened something about holding the absence against me. My dad explained in a calm manner (not so much) that their incompetence had led to my injury, and they're lucky I wasn't dead or brain damaged.

I was hit by a 12lb shot in 9th grade. Stupid coach had told us to go mark our throws so we could measure later as he took the tape measure to the discus field. I threw, walked out to mark my throw, but kept an eye on the guys horsing around behind the circle. I faced the circle - nobody was in it. I bent down quickly to grab a stick to jab in the ground and I hear, "heads up!" The shot missed my head, thank God. Could've killed me. It hit me in the back. I was in a bit of shock. I slowly stood up and saw all the guys running toward me. They were all yelling and asking if I was ok. I didn't say a thing. I just turned and started walking the couple hundred yards to the trainer's room. That guy told me it was probably a deep bruise. Ha. I went home and ended up coming back to school that night to show my science fair project (3rd place, holla). Went to the doctor the next day. The lower, narrow end of my left shoulder blade was broken clean off. Luckily, it's between 2 muscles and didn't move. It healed on its own. Sleeping, moving, breathing, coughing, laughing all sucked. Similar to broken ribs. The school called my dad asking why I wasn't at school and then threatened something about holding the absence against me. My dad explained in a calm manner (not so much) that their incompetence had led to my injury, and they're lucky I wasn't dead or brain damaged.

Saw one Sunday evening in Kyle.

So, why is Dallas so much more gassed the last couple games than StL? Too many late nights with the girls behind the bench?

Spezza with 6 minutes in regulation. Call me crazy, but I want to see a little more of him in OT.

I'm listening on the radio. Can someone give a little detail on the last non-call you're all complaining about? Ticket guys haven't mentioned it at all.

I'm hoping they were subconsciously saving their legs for a 3rd period push.

You glorious bastard!

I know why they do it. Still hate it.

Some acronyms said aloud annoy me. Example: Car commercials that say "mpg highway." Just say miles per gallon or fuel efficiency or something. I hate when they say mpg. "SMH" is idiotic. I hate that crap.

When a tv or radio has a volume setting with numbers, I have to go up or down by 5s.

I'm the exact same way. If Dallas ever made the Super Bowl, I would not have a watch party. It'd be me and my dad. That's it.

After having his work debunked, Boris is now known as Lowly Worm.

Did he get hit with a puck in Game 4 or something?

hahahaha

They did.

What an amazing effort behind their net!

Are they really chanting Bishop?

Blues fans are jerks.