One hell of a ride, and it AIN'T ovver yet

Since day one of the Caps' existence, I've been here. Good, bad, indifferent...made no difference. I hung with them.
Which means, waiting...and waiting...and waiting for a Stanley Cup in the trophy case. Alas, no such luck.
Getting swept in '98 by the Red Wings stung like no one's business. And here we all thought that would be the Caps' only time to see a final.
Until now.

What happened last night (5/23) was a fricking catharsis to the entire region. Being on Twitter last night, and seeing my timeline go gaga, made me believe that perhaps THIS could be the year my wish comes true.

And this man deserves a Stanley Cup. 'Nuff said.

So now, we wait until Monday (5/29) for the finals to begin. I'm ready for it, as you can see:

How about the rest of Caps Nation?

 

Bandwagons: WHO the fuck needs 'em?

Normally, I wouldn't address anything like this...but after having spent the bulk of this night on Twitter, I have to.
Okay, so the Caps fucked up tonight against the Blackhawks (your final, 5-2 Chicago). It's a disturbing pattern, I admit. But what's even more disturbing is watching Caps fans (on Twitter) backbite one another.
And coming after ME...just because I dared to point out that the "old-school" white jerseys represent tradition...does not work for you!!
I have backed this franchise SINCE IT'S EXISTENCE, people!! That gives me the right to say what I want about the pathetic effort being showcased night after night by this Caps "team".
(Take a good hard look at the picture below. They could probably do better than what I'm seeing out of the Caps right now.)
There. I've vented enough for one night...