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Ducks Gameday: We've Got 'Em Right Where We Want 'Em

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Another guest post from gcducksfan!

Nashville Predator fans rejoice after their team go 2-0 in the round one...by jumping in pools of their own poo.
Nashville Predator fans rejoice after their team go 2-0 in the round one...by jumping in pools of their own poo.

There's nothing more disheartening then seeing what a complete failure your team is after they've made you feel that they were going to win a series from a 2-0 start on the road during the NHL playoffs...

And that's what the Anaheim Ducks are doing to the Nashville Predators. Yes, Ducks fans, have no fear because as what the rap kids say these days, "we've got 'em right where we want 'em"!

Anaheim are now the road team in this first round of the post season against the Predators after dropping games one & two in the most sacrificial, nay, charitable way possible. Charitable because giving Preds fans hope is the best way to draw their attention from the fact that Nashville is nothing but a shitty and terrible place. From their out of control meth epidemic to slack jawed yokels named "Cletus", Nashville is riddled with bare footed people who have had to learned to live without wearing shoes due to their near extinction in Tennessee, yet denim overalls are aplenty inside the many Walmart stores that are located on every neighborhood street corner - hence the cities unofficial nickname that residents lovingly call: "Trashville".

Unfortunately, the dream will soon be crushed for fans of the Predators, and back to harsh reality, they'll go. To dueling banjos on disgustingly hot & humid summer nights while underage nannies will be forced to hide from the likes of Mike Riberio, the residents of Trashville will shed a tear as they look back and say that they had it good for two games.

Go Ducks!

Prediction:

Sloppy drunk from having too much of her grandpappy's homemade white lightning, Carrie Underwood is ejected from the building after throwing a dead raccoon out onto the ice to give her husband, Mike Underwood, a mid-game snack.