Now that’s a hockey game.

No scoring through pretty much half the game, then a combined 6 goals through the other half, with a second goal for the Blue Jackets coming in the last minute of the game, but still in a losing effort. That’s what I call a hockey game, folks. And I even sat down to watch that game last night. Of course, that’s to be expected… hockey is, for all intents and purposes, the closest thing to a religion I follow. Tonight is another night of worship at the hockey shrine, so my plans are officially made. Now here’s hoping life doesn’t crop up to change them.

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