So, about those Habs...

I spent most of the day yesterday thinking how nice it was that my fling with the Habs was over. Sure, it was expensive and embarrassing, but it's over and we can all move on. I even told Rod that he didn't have to order Center Ice this year, since I wouldn't be needing to see all those Habs games.

Fast forward to 6:57 pm Thursday evening. I go into full panic mode. The Habs are playing the Leafs? I need to see that game.

I tune in online in time to watch the very boring pregame festivities. Booooo! Then I see the Habs in their jerseys. I think I'm in love with the Habs logo. That's the problem. Anyhow, this torrid love affair is clearly not over. I'm distraught. The game was very hard to watch online (cough, Center Ice Rod...cough) but Price still makes me nervous. I guess he had a good-ish game since he faced five million shots and stopped most of them. Gosh, I hope the Flyers can win me over on Friday night. Yeesh.