The Anaheim Ducks Picked A Fight With Me On Their Jumbotron Last Night

Last night while I was preparing for an interview before the Bruins game started, Whit sent this picture to the group and I almost fell off the throne laughing so much...

What had I done to deserve such a sewering from the once Mighty Anaheim Ducks? If this was Pittsburgh or Toronto or NYC, then I'd understand because of my ball-breaking over the years. But the Ducks? I don't think I ever pointed out that A QUIET PLACE was lighting up the box office the last time the Ducks played in the post-season. And I've been praising their eggplant specials this season.

A couple things…clam chowder? Who hates New England clam chowder? Worst thing to come outta Boston? C'mon man.

(Obligatory)

Next, Casey Affleck is a proud Cantabrigian--he didn't "come out of Boston". Do they think GOOD WILL HUNTING was a true story or something?

Lastly…

At least I ran away with it. I guess.

Keep your head on a swivel this week…

I coulda been in your corner rooting for your soft-ass birds. But…

And left me no choice in Southern Cal.