The Irrevocable Shackles of Matrimony: Matrimania - D.C.
Sweet fancy Moses, how in the hell is this wedding already upon us? Where has the time gone? Tempus fugate hardly seems sufficient.

Believe: Red Wings 4-3 Avalanche
Seven down, nine to go. Best of seven: Detroit 3-0 Colorado.

I think people around here are just a bit too confident about this series. Yes, I'm thrilled the Wings are taking the hated "Avs" apart, but let us not forget that that same team has scored three goals against goalie Chris Osgood and the defense in two of the three games, both one-goal victories by Detroit. The Avalanche, despite their ridiculous name and the Red Wings' perfect record against them in both regular season and playoff games, are not two-bit chumps. If the Wings relax for a second, the Avs can be right back in the series. Of course, the other side of the coin is that while some fans appear to be a little too cavalier in their attitudes, I have no doubt that the Wings themselves are grim in their determination not to repeat the mistakes of the Nashville series.

And so, yeah, to blazes with caution and prudence, I hereby predict that the Red Wings will defeat the Avalanche in Game 4 to sweep the semifinal series and advance to the Western Conference Finals. Go Red Wings!

Elsewhere in hockey, Bog, I hate the New York Rangers. I hate everything about them and every one of them, even former Red Wings stalwart Brendan Shanahan. They're classless bums, and I wish Pittsburgh all the best on Thursday. Send Sean Avery and the rest of those thugs back to Manhattan, that wretched hive of scum and villainy.

The Rebel Black Dot Song of the Day
The Proclaimers, "My Old Friend the Blues" from Sunshine On Leith (T.L.A.M.)