Go to the game, watch varying types of assault by humans on other adult humans, have a beer, watch your team collapse towards the end because everything is bad: well worth the 85 dollars.

Staff reports that Simon Despres was sassy in warmups and thank god because he’ll probably be bringing the swagger to a bottom pairing with Phillip Samuelsson soon.

The “prey” graffiti is around Allston and we feel it coming for us like a deep, nightmarish maw.

Go pens.


About Zoë

living in Boston, chronically fussy, fills recaps with references to Robert Scott's last march and literary theory among other things.