If we could all just get along and hate Joe Thornton

I would love to just agree with someone one day. Just stand up one day and say,

"Yes that guy is fucking right on. He hit the nail on the head"

Unfortunately I live in the world (to quote Rayan Graf from My so called life).

It has been suggested that the NHL MVP race has come down to two players, one of whom is Joe Thornton.

Now I am not going to make an argument for someone, but you better fucking believe I am going to make an argument against someone.

Fucking Joe Thornton.

The MVP is for the Most Valuable Player to his team.

Consider if you will that Joe Thornton was the Captain, THE FUCKING CAPTAIN, of the Boston Bruins for over 25% of this current season. I don't fucking care how well he played in San Jose, he was with the Bruins for 25% of the season and that has to be factored into the equation.

I have gone over the stats a number of times (check the fucking posts) and plain and simple Thornton was a FUCKING JOKE for 24 games this year in Boston. A man standing 6 foot 4 weighing 240 pounds, a man who was the captain of an original six franchise, this man had 6 fucking penalty minutes in 24 games.

Fuck off with his achievements in San Jose, fuck Cheechoo, fuck the playoffs, the Bruins gave this asshole almost $6 million and couldn't get him to hit, shoot or score, NOTHING. For 24 games, for $1.5 million they got NOTHING.

And now they want to make him the MVP. GREAT.

When they make the case for Joe they talk about the turn around in San Jose. Truth be told it wasn't until LA and Vancouver shit the bed that San Jose started to turn it around. The final numbers don't tell the whole story. The better story is that the Bruins played BETTER without Thornton. How fucking valuable can a guy be when he leaves a team the FUCKING IMPROVE.

Joe Thornton was a cancer and when San Jose gets an Alexi Yashin type performance out of Thornton in the playoffs, everybody, FUCKING EVERYBODY in the world owes me a dollar.

Give the MVP to Heatley, he found time to kill his friend, hurt his eye, score 50 goals and not make me sick as an Ottawa Senator. Now that is an achievement.