See Bruins drink. Drink, Bruins! Drink!

So the Bruins (and all of Boston by extension) are celebrating pretty fucking hard right now. 

Everywhere I go I keep coming across more tales of celebration.  But there is one that has particularly tickled my fancy-- the Bruins' now infamous Foxwood's party.

Procrastination will be the death of me

So it's 5:30 PM on the Monday of Game 6, the Bruins might be eliminated tonight, and I have A SHIT TON that I need to post before 8PM in case the 'Nucks take it on the road in Boston, like the Mavs did last night (GTFO, LeBron!!!!). So here goes the other half of my Hottest Players in the Finals post, complete with picspam.

Skippy's Get-Psyched-About-The-Bruins Post

I know Schadenfreude has already done one of these, but I felt it was important to do one separately, mostly because I need to independently work myself up for my (temporary) new team. Also, it gave me an opportunity to use THIS PICTURE:

A good rule of thumb: When your opponent is hemorrhaging from the face, keep punching. It means you're doing it right!

Changing of the guard

Well, I dug out my Bruins shirt from the bottom of my laundry basket (yeah, I'm gross like that) and started browsing pics of Ference and Bergie on the Googlies-- I have a new team to get excited about.