Hockeyhead

Garth Brooks and George Strait.  That’s who adorns Carey Price’s goalie mask.  Garth fucking Brooks and the “King of Country”.  There was nothing mentally or emotionally wrong with Carey Price when he began to struggle before after the All-Star break.  Simply put, the nut-hugging Levi Orange Tabs he wears under his equipment were limiting his mobility.

Price cowboyed up last night and made 28 saves as the Habs downed the Blackhawks 4-1.  I’m sure that to Price, it was more a case of defending freedom from Frenchman and former teammate Cristobal Huet.  Regardless, the Canadiens still cling oh so tightly to the 8th and final playoff spot in the Eastern Conference.  Carey Price is still a raging hick.

Ray Emery once featured a mask emblazoned with Mike Tyson, now that’s tough.  Price’s idea of toughness is assless chaps and drinking Bud Light from the bottle.

He’s a honky-tonk man, he’s cool, he’s cocky, he’s bad.