My Team Violates The Second Commandment.

After pounding the living shit out of our opponent Sunday night, my team visited our friend Mike – the LA Kings front office guy – who happened to have the Stanley Cup at his house. We snapped pics with it, kissed it, drooled all over it and tried not to pop boners while we were still wearing our cups.

The greatest trophy in all of sports can quickly transform grown-ass men into a bunch of ten-year-old boys. But it also inspires like nothing else. Let’s avoid the mistakes of the past, stay positive, try harder. Love lifts us up where we belong.