He should of had that one. (Photo: Kathy Willens)
Once again, the Washington Capitals have been unceremoniously ousted from the playoffs in a gut-wrenching game seven after relinquishing a lead. It hurts. The coming days and weeks and months will be filled with chatter about what it all means and who’s a choker and who needs to step up and who’s a leader and other nonsense like that. For now, let’s just bask in the misery.
He’s gonna want that one back. (Photo: Kathy Willens)
If Karl doesn’t see them celebrating, then they didn’t actually win. (Photo: Kathy Willens)
“Did you guys just see that? I just scored. Tell me you saw that!” (Photo: Bruce Bennett)
Just imagine sad tuba music here and it’ll work better than anything I’ll write. (Photo: Jared Silber)
Immediately, Ovi began making summer plans based on Skrillex’s tour schedule.
No caption could improve the singular despair of this image.
“Ha, Braden. I have bested you at last.” “Yeah, Hank, but my beard’s still better.” “Touché, Braden. Touché.” (Photo: Jared Silber)
Brooks Orpik doesn’t know who these dudes in suits are, but he’s liable to hit em.
All summer, baby. All summer.
No jokes here: these guys know what a herculean effort their goalie gave. Good. (Photo: Frank Franklin II)
I can’t be sure, but it looks to me like Karl Alzner could really use a hot dog sandwich right now. Lots of onions and relish, maybe some mustard getting in his big ol’ bushy beard.
