I meant in the sense that hockey is in your blood. It's your national sport. You guys will probably remember this...and grow bitter. While the U.S. won't care in a week or two. So you'll sit in a dark cabin, stroking your beaver- er, the rodent...in quiet contemplation wondering where things went wrong. Were you too nice? Did all that poutine make you lethargic? Something else stereotypical, perhaps with a moose or maple syrup?
Wolverine after watching the game:
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