little bitty girl

Have I already mentioned how much I hate hockey? I don't think I say it enough to make my point clear. I really, really, really hate hockey. It's getting to the point where I think I must move somewhere where no hockey is played to ensure no probability of future progeny playing or watching the sport. I am pretty sure they have no ice in the Maldives.

I seriously thought that since the Toronto Maple Leafs were out of the playoffs, there would be some reprieve. But alas, there was a playoff hockey pool that took place at home last Tuesday, making sure that all guys involved would stay involved for the rest of the season.

What I can't understand is how are morning hockey highlights any different from highlights the night before that we need to watch both with such avid intensity. If you hear that Stefan's gone to live with my parents for the rest of the playoff season, it's because I've sent him there. They find his love for hockey very "quaint" and my mum gets an on site food taster.