The Finnish hockey team can now double as a vacuum. Usually they don’t manage to suck this hard unless they have a solid lead to get rid of, but this time, they managed it right from the start. I think they might have dressed 25 monkeys in hockey gear and sent them out on the ice. I can’t tell you how many Finnish TVs went flying out the window at the 6th goal. It couldn’t have been worse if the figure skating team had been sent out there with the American hockey team. Blood, guts and dignity went flying.
I’m thinking about taking up crocheting as a hobby. Or fishing. As long as it isn’t an Olympic sport, it’s fine. Although, in all honesty, the US team was simply better this time. There’s no getting around it. My little Finnish heart is bleeding. The US team ate us up, spit us out, stomped on us, got the truck, drove over us, backed up, drove over us again, made us bend over, only to set fire to us and then throw us in the Atlantic. I feel used.
Good thing I don’t care about hockey. *