I hated the Flyers to death last year to the point where I latched onto the Puffles and was a full-fledged Puffles fan.
When I officially declared myself a Caps fan, the Caps went down 3-1 to the Rags.
This year, I abandoned the Puffles and backed the Flyers – and Biron – over the Puffles. Biron, of course, decided to fail at making me happy.
I loved the Caps even more when they lost than when they won. Winning was nice – okay, winning was beautiful – but I became a real fan when they lost.
My Caps of the West are the Peachhawks – I almost had the Canucks, but those creepy Twins made me freak out completely so I completely abandoned them. Which is a good thing because they lost anyway. Errr. Anyway, because the Peachawks are losing, I’m loving them. The less Peach Fuzz does, the more I like him. Huh. (So THAT is the magic formula to liking the Peachhawks?!).
As a former Pens fan, I’m still not a fan of Hossa, despite professing respect for the Wings.
I don’t completely hate the Bruins if only because I still have visions of Looch crushing Puffy…
So now I have to cheer for Whalercanes who murdered my Habs three years ago so they can crush the Puffles.
Should the Wings crush the Peachhawks, I will fully back the Wings to another Cup and will actually support Hossa scoring the series winning goal over the Puffles.
I somehow almost considered all of this bandwagoning… but it’s bandwagoning in reverse…. and if it was true bandwagoning, I’d be in love with Puffy and the Pens. EW. So I guess this is bandwagoning in reverse. Whoopie. Or maybe this is just proof that I hate the Penguins
Hmm…. okay, you can all skip this totally random post… =p