San Diego Shuffle

Someone's got a jump in his step this morning.

"The Crosbone has awoken! Lalalala, life is amazing!" skipped a happy Burgundy while doing the San Diego Shuffle.

Yes, Sid the Kid finally hit the score sheet last night, tallying a goal and two assists, giving him three points for the year. Sure, it's only three points, but given that Crosbone had gone pointless throughout the first handful of contests, I'm sure Burgundy was starting to worry.

"Oh, but he looked good last night," said Burgundy, with a celebratory scotch in hand. "So good that he made my entire team look better. So good that he made me look better. And we all know how good I look."

Though the season is still young, Crosby's awakening comes at a good time; with League-leader Dick Burns still out front, all other select-GM's need all the help they can get. With the Montreal Canadiens getting off to a hot 7-0 start, Dick's looking like a genius in picking Carey Price and Max Pacioretty.

"All smoke and mirrors," said Safari. "Once my team really wakes up - REALLY - it'll be no contest. Ovechkin, Seguin, Tarasenko. I don't see anyone outscoring me this season."

It is indeed an impressive lineup, Safari, and I wouldn't be one to bet against you.

"I'll take that bet," said a pompous Burgundy. "Those who bet against my Crosbone shall be T-boned."

"Did you call me?" said Tree Bone.

"No, I didn't call you," replied Burgundy. "I didn't even know you were still around! Hey, how's the air down at the fifth level? Musty I gather, eh? Stinky. Like Big Foot's dick, no? Yeah, too bad. Ah well, one day you might be able to ride Great Odin's Raven up to the higher ranks and smell the glorious fresh air atop these pillars. Ha ha! Ha ha! Ha ha?"

"I'm going to punch you in the Crosbone," said Tree Bone, seething.

Wise words, Lady.