tonight, we're going to watch Silent Hill. I loooooove horror movies, but cannot watch them alone. dunno why.
last night was a revelation to me. the reason i felt so good when a given sports team i decided i was a fan of would win is because it sorta validates me. it's kind of like looking up product reviews for things you've already bought.
well, i'm a montrealer, and while it's an excellent city, it just so happens i was born here. it wasn't a choice or anything. now when the "montreal canadiens" win hockey games, it doesn't make one ounce of difference to me, except that if they prolong the post-season, more money flows through the city, which theoretically means the cocksucking government scum sticks their diseased grubby paws into my pocket a little less often or deeply.
i was pleased watching them win last night, and then sad when they blew it. that's what made me realize the above. if they win the stanley cup, it automatically makes me cooler for living in montreal and smarter for staying, right?
i like tradition, and lord knows this team has plenty of that, and i also don't believe in always pulling for the underdog. i rather like domination, and when the big bad kicks the shit out the wee martial arts kid who is teary eyed trying to avenge his recently slain master.
so it would please me for the canadiens to trounce the league, if for no other reason than they're the original hockey team, and playing against corporate clubs like carolina where they can't even spell hockey and have 2 for 1 nights is very appealing.
i just don't get the depression i feel when Italy breaks my heart every 4 years. i guess the italian in me needs validation out there in the world...
dispute away, but this is a one man blog, so HA! no debate here. ;p