Lose game four in overtime, but there’s still three more chances to close this thing out.

Of course, it’s Toronto, known for losing in spectacular collapse, and the league is perpetually against us, as the referees made quite evident last night (though I’m not sure that was the entire reason for the loss, it certainly started us off on the wrong foot, with a painfully bad call against Domi for roughing).

But hey.

You never know.

This could be it. Learning lessons, new coach, who knows?

You never know.

This could be the year.

Yeah, right.

Target: 1200 words
Written: 1870 words, novel: Bad Neighbours

Read: Look Homeward, Angel, Thomas Wolfe (the never ending stoooorrrreeeee, lalala lalala lalala)
Comics: Hawk And Dove v2 1-4
Music: Eat To The Beat, Blondie (I think I might actually still be in love with Debbie Harry, like, you know, in a lusty kind of way)