Another delightful Kessel post. Remember when a who fanbase thought Kessel was a disgruntled asshole? Turns out it was the fans who were the assholes the whole time!
Another delightful Kessel post. Remember when a who fanbase thought Kessel was a disgruntled asshole? Turns out it was the fans who were the assholes the whole time!
NO! I WILL NOT BLOW YOU.
“What a hot dog!” - Steve Simmons
I’ve peed at a urinal and checked my emails on my phone (with my non-junk hand) and stayed long enough to have to pee again.
the fans shouldn’t show their displeasure by showing up and booing?
Flip him? It is a million miles beyond delusional to think he could be traded.
yeah well, at least these Jet updates won’t kill anybody
I’m saying all that other stuff.
Good to see you, Vesa.
Former (shitty) goalie here... fuck bouncing shots from outside the zone. I would much rather see a slap shot from the slot. I’m really surprised this doesn’t happen more often. Al MacInnis was pretty good at it back in the day.
I think “flair” is a pair of suspenders with a lot of buttons printed with witty and ironic sayings.
Yelling WOOOOOOOO! in the coach’s face I assume
“I’m so happy I’m not American.”
My 12-year-old son played basketball this season and had a coach who might privately complain to me (the assistant coach) about players’ attitudes and ineptitude, but he never once yelled at the boys. He always encouraged and redirected positively. And the boys really were better for it. They built confidence and…
You’re right, he doesn't work in an office. He works at a fucking school.
Pay them, then
I have cousins in Sweden and Norway and friends in Iceland and Finland. All of them speak and read English perfectly, better than many people in the U.S, mostly because they started learning as soon as they started school and all the way through receiving their free college educations. In general, they like our music…
“Like no one in the US speaks Finnish so how many people in Finland could possibly speak English? Oh, it’s a lot huh?”
I used to be theater manager for a theater that hosted screening for various guilds and organizations. The group I dreaded seeing the most was Australians in Film. They combined the narcissistic aloofness of the worst Californian stereotype with the brash redneckness of the worst Texan stereotype with the drinking…