I'm not hoping for a Stanley Cup this year. Okay, well, I am hoping for a Cup, but in the way that you hope to win the lottery or that there will be a comprehensive global carbon reduction strategy emerging from Copenhagen. I'm not hoping the Habs finish first or even that they win this game tonight, although that would be nice.
All I'm really hoping and wishing is, when I come home from the Christmas concert I must attend for the first two periods tonight, the Habs will have scored a goal. Just one goal. That's it.
I think it's not too much to ask that the team to which I've devoted years of loyalty, time and emotion score one lousy goal to avoid being humiliated yet again at the hands of that wretched Martin Brodeur. I don't know if I can stand seeing him set another career milestone against the Habs. I just hate that guy.
So, come on, Habs. Throw a fan a bone and score a goal tonight. It's not a very big present, but it would mean a lot.