Thnks fr th Mmrs

I promised myself I wouldn’t cry, Will.

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Welcome to MYFO’s (P)friday Perfunctory Photo Pop Probatory

In what we hope will be a recurring feature here on MYFO during the long and winding road that is the offseason, we welcome you to MYFO’s (P)friday Perfunctory Photo Pop Probatory. Every Friday, we will put up a photo and ask a few multiple choice questions. First up, a photo of Sean Avery, in what could likely be the most ridiculous outfit a man has ever worn. So sharpen your pencil, keep your eyes on your own paper and meet me after the jump.

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You’re Getting Basketball in My Hockey

One week ago, the National Hockey League conducted their Entry Draft.  It was a civil family affair, as a cordial cadre of well-dressed gentleman graced the stage for their franchise’s selection, and then welcomed a bright-eyed youngster into their fold with handshakes and oversized jerseys.  The draftees’ parents and friends looked on in awe and excitement, and everybody was happy.  If someone were to roll a Weber on stage to grill up some burgers, or perhaps an impromptu game of whiffle ball broke out, no one would bat an eye.

The NBA Draft, on the other hand, is an exercise in wearing hats that you’ll only don once.

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