Tuesday, May 29, 2007

Knob Hockey Solves All Problems

For those who read my Scarlett Ice game diary, you'll know that I'm actually quite calm about the Senators' loss last night. The only thing driving my nuts is the day in between that I have to wait until I can see my boys play again.

In the meantime, entertain yourself with some new clips from Knob-hockey!

Alfie Makes a Phone Call



Lord Stanley, Line 2


See? Pronger hates Canada!


Don't You Quack At Me!

7 comments:

Bethany said...

Ohhhh there's more!! If only I wasn't at work I could watch them...

Heather B. said...

I can't access them right now for some reason, but my favorite is "Too Many Niedermayers" so everyone check that one out. "Get to Teemu and he'll find an open Nidermayer!"

Love these guys. My husband and I still quote some of the ones from last year. "He's like... circus ugly."

McPhizzle said...

"I understood about 1/3 of what you said!"

LURVE it!

bad day = all better... well, almost ;)

Sherry said...

McP - Maybe this will cheer you up better. Picture me saying it with my faux gangsta accent. You could also use it on somebody next time they piss you off.

"Imma tell you what I'm gonna do. Imma get on my pinstripe puce suit. Imma go all the way down to the corner store. Imma gonna get a baguette. Imma take that baguette, Imma dip it in some red wine, Imma spread some goat cheese all over the top and the bottom. And Imma gonna smack your big old French BS face with a big ol' wine cheese baguette! MMMMMM-MMMMM!"

I mean, of course I have a life.

Heather B. - Too Many Niedermayers was my favourite one too! Haha and also the Hasek one if only for "AH! What is on me that smells like a whore?!"

Interchangeable Parts said...

"Oh Yaaaaay-son!"

McPhizzle said...

Sherry - If i had a puce pinstripe suit (or Emery's cell #) one (or both) of us would be on the way to Seattle to kick some ass with that hearty bread product covered in dairy. :)

Kirsten said...

HAHAHA! I LOVE Knob Hockey!

"I'll bet his mum thinks he's ugly"
"Probably"

Fuck YOU, Chris Pronger. Fuck you.