Today’s game is far too early in the day for us to really be able to find the omens the universe wants us to see. What unusual and meaningful sight are we supposed to be stumbling across before 1:00 on a Saturday afternoon? We’re lucky to even be awake by then! (Just kidding. Pookie’s been up since the crack of dawn because she has to work today. And, consequently, miss the game.) The closest we could come to a clear-cut message from the Hockey Gods is this:
It’s the family of groundhogs that lives under our neighbor’s deck; we only discovered they were there yesterday evening. You can’t see all the cute little babies here, so believe us when we say there are four of them. FOUR. Four could mean a lot of things… number of games you need to win a round, number of rounds you need to win the Cup, number of Cups– No. We’re not going there. AT ALL. Nice try, Hockey Gods.
