The Calgary Flames, without the F.

Can't they do anything right?

Man, I was right all those years ago when I wrote a parody poem (I think in Grade 7) of " The Cremation of Sam McGee", which I called "Bill McCree".

Here is a small section (the only section I remember...)

"... Now Bill McCree was from Calgary
Where the Flames go to the playoffs and choke
Why he left his home
in the South to roam
Edmonton, easy! More dope to smoke.
He was wrong, he was told
But his house was already sold..."

And so on an so forth.

All Edmonton wanted to do was beat you, Calgary, in the second round of the playoffs. But you just couldn't step up to the plate, could you?

Song of the day: "Do You Know the Way to San Jose" by Burt Bacharach. Hehe.