I’m sitting here thinking about things, and I realize I have nothing to say. Nothing at all.
I’m disheartened and angry with the Canadiens’ start to this season. I see them in the basement, one win in six, and I see them looking uninspired and confused during this early freefall. It hurts me and I take it personally. The Canadiens as a sad-sack team isn’t in my mindset. It confuses me. My little cell-diminished brain doesn’t get it.
I love the Habs as much now as I did 50 years ago, the passion has never left me, and it breaks my heart to see them giving such pathetic displays, lacking drive and intensity, underachieving, not scoring, not doing much of anything. I can’t stand it. I wish I didn’t care so much but it’s an impossible wish.
So I’m at a loss for words and I’ll just go to work and hope they can somehow beat Toronto tomorrow night and begin to turn things around. Right now they deserve to be in the basement.