Sean Avery: Taking On Jesus

Last major game of the season, bitches. I’m going to lead this pansy-ass team of fucksticks to the Stanley Mother-Lovin’ Cup! Choke on my throat babies, bitches!

[Fast forward to the middle of the second period. Avery has our Lord and Savior, Hockey Jesus, cornered and drops his gloves.]

Come on, you fucking heathen. I’m going to show you who the real savior of this game is going to be.

[Avery begins landing punches to the side of Hockey Jesus’ skull]

“Why hath thou forsaken me, my Enforcer?”


[Should Avery land the knockout punch? or should he show Crosby the mercy that Actual Jesus never got?]