Today the Kings play the Ducks who play the Coyotes. Shit. Nope, hold on. The Coyotes are still not involved in any way. And it’s been over a month since that happened. But Cory still isn’t here so I’m still here writing a stupid as fuck game day post for this stupid as fuck rivalry in this stupid as fuck season on this stupid as fuck blog. This must be what hell is like.
Okay, here’s the thing: Cory is still gone and the last we heard from him he was abducted by the Nazi Furry community. Yes, that’s a real thing. We haven’t had communications with him besides that one tweet.
The funny part is that no one seems to give a flying fuck. So clearly the Battle of California has suffered another casualty but unlike Mirtle, Rudy, Earl, Stace, Chen, O’Brien, and the rest we seem to be collectively reacting with, “meh”.
So do we stop writing about the Ducks? Do we pretend the Ducks play in San Diego and wear brown and are slightly more palatable then they currently are? Or do we just pretend nothing happened and they perpetually playing the Coyotes?
I don’t particularly care. See ya.
Prediction: We discover Cory’s body burnt to a crisp on the property of Steven Avery. Kings lose, 1-0 in a shootout.