My spent tears are hot like FlamesIf you need that poem explained to you, you are A) not from Alberta and/or B) not a hockey fan. Our hopes were dashed by our local cable company last night; even though they listed the Flames game, come game time, a message scrolled across the bottom of the screen saying "due to black-out restrictions, the Calgary-Anaheim game will not be shown..." So we threw on our Flames tees (I was Iginla, Dave was Kiprusoff), jumped in the car, and drove
The Flames were so cold
I'll weep as I cheer for Oil
Must get my mind off hockey...going to look at paint samples today.