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Still can't bring myself to watch the conference. Sitting at the computer. Blank stare, I really don't know what to type. Excuse me while I continue drinking.

Valtteri Filppula is good. Really, really good. But he is not clutch. Not yet, at least. All will be forgotten, however, if he can become clutch in the playoffs. Get some rest boys, L.A. is next. In Дацю́к I trust. Red Win 'till I die.

Far from our best, but after Vancouver and 3 straight losses, we needed this one. Ugly or not. Congratulations to Mursak. And Joey wins on the road. Never a bad thing. Let's start a new streak. Red Wing 'till I die.

Have a great game Wings! Can't wait to see the debut of Quincey. Again. Anyone else think just maybe we should have put Joey Mac back in net? Either way, win tonight boys! GO WINGS!!! Red Wing 'till I die.

When you act like a filthy *****, you are a filthy *****. And when you are a filthy *****, you get to suck it. Now, suck it blues. Just suck it. Red Wing 'till I die.

Chris Stewart, time to die. You insignificunt little f***.

I have Center Ice and have heard all the commentators around NHL (different FS sports channels and Canadian ones.) Nobody, and I mean nobody comes close to Mickey, Ken, and Larry. The color of voice, the manner in which they speak, the chemistry, the humor, and fair lack of political correctness. We often talk and discuss about our players - who will go and who will stay, who should we bring, and who will we bring. I want to take a moment and express my desire for Red Wings broadcasting trio to stay together for a long, long time. Because I absolutely love listening to them. The only weak link is John Keating. Deliberate pauses in his speech are unbearable to me. However, you only get to hear him during the introduction, intermission, and post-game periods. Personally, I will gladly put up with him if it means keeping our aforementioned golden trio. That said, f*** Eddie Olczyk. Despite Center Ice, tonight I am watching online, since I do not live in Michigan, and the FSD feed is blacked out. Time to kick the blues away. Red Wing 'till I die.

Today "Sweet Sixteen" takes on a whole new meaning! Or does it..? Lets go boys!!! Red Wing 'till I die.

Let's keep winning, on the road that is! Great news about the Winter Classic. I am starting to plan my attendance with my brother. We live in California. I just hope, as some of you have mentioned, that Detroit's sweaters will be mostly red, our color!!! Let's go Red Wings!!! Red Wing 'till I die.

What a great victory on the road! A bit grimey and ugly but that is OK. It goes just fine with the "menacing grille." Top o' the west baby!!! Get some rest boys. You deserved it. f*** Ott. Red Wing 'till I die.

I hate Steve Ott. Red Wings win. I still Hate Steve Ott. Let's go boys!!! Red Wing 'till I die.

What a win for the men in red and white!!! Congratulations on number 15. Of course, congratulations all around, as they couldn't have done it without the LGW faithful. Easily the worst player tonight was John Keating. Will see everyone tomorrow for the Stars game. Red Wing 'till I die.

"it's a 5-nothing call." Mickey is just pure awesome. Red Wing 'till I die.

Pavel. I love that man. Red Wing 'till I die.

Cannot wait for this one! Couple reasons to win today: 1. Will break our record for most consecutive home wins (unless I missed something). 2. Will have 59 points, almost 10 clear of the final play-off spot in the Western conference. 3. We have the most talented forward - Todd said so and he has a Stanley Cup. 4. Duh, "WINNING!" Red Wing 'till I die.

I want to take this opportunity and thank Henrik Zetterberg for unselfishly teaching me how to say "f*** You." In Swedish. Congratulations to Jimmy on the big 100. Red Wing 'till I die.

If tonight's performance is a direct result of last night's emotional win in overtime I never again want to see an emotional win in overtime. Ever. Furthermore, I do not even want them to be in the overtime. Butt-a hey, the refs are refs. Oh well...When you love Red Wings as much as I do, what can you do? Just get the hell outta dodge, in this case, a depressing island, go home, and kick ass against the Coyotes, come Thursday. And spend that $5 mil in cap space wisely. Red Wing 'till I die.

f***in A. Lets go!!! Red Wing 'till I die.

Red Wings' catch-up hockey and pressure they are able to exert may be spectacular to watch, but in the end, it is losing hockey. More importantly, as they get back into it, I go from having fully accepted the loss to blood boiling, ready to bite heads off. It usually ends up in me breaking something. And screaming. f***. At least the Flames won't make the playoffs. Time to get back to the Joe, and destroy whoever is next. Red Wing 'till I die.

Bertuzzi says they should win one for Conklin, then he takes a stupid penalty. Way to back up your words with actions Bert.

I don't know if it's just me, but I look forward to every game even more than I did last year. Last year, you did not know which Red Wing team would show up; they would end up playing catch-up hockey most of the time. This year is clearly different. I was livid after our loss to Nashville, but now, after I have cooled off, I really can not fault them on their performance. Yes, they did ease off the gas in the last 5 minutes, but still, an incredible effort. I am not sure if I can ask much more from a regular season game. To quote Mr. Redmond - "You play like that every game, and boy, you will win 9 out of 10." In our last game, against the Kings, about 30 seconds before Mickey mentioned it, I started getting flashbacks of the "Russian 5." L.A. was playing poorly, but that does not take away from the magic that was induced by the way in which Red Wings passed the puck. That magic was a big part of why Kings played so poorly. Last game was truly special in that reminded me just how and why I fell in love with the Red Wings and the game of hockey. Anyway, the puck-drop time is drawing nearer, the oak-cask rum is starting to flow, and the red sweater is being put on. Here's to another victory, and to the glory of the red and white. Red Wing 'till I die.

Nashville Predators. f*** them. Red Wing 'till I die.

Red Army. 3-1. Bring on the Avalanche. Red Wing 'till I die.

Another year, another season, and another game with the Sharks. Yet, for me, this is clearly not just another game. There are three teams that I truly hate: the Sharks, the Penguins, and the s***hawks (do your best Jim Lahey impersonation here). Heck, these days, I hate the Sharks more than I do Avalanche. I did not think that was possible. I even bought a book to remind me, and help me reminisce, about our rivalry and my hatred for the Avs. Back to tonight. It does not hurt to remind oneself that Asian civilization and culture, at over six thousand years old, is among the oldest and wisest in the world. They eat sharks. The Euro-brethren core of our beloved team needs to learn and take inspiration in this fact. So, tonight, we butcher. Cooking optional. Hell, we don't even have to eat. Just win. Red Wing 'till I die.