BroadStreetHockey.com has an insider in Europe who Tweets updates about any Flyers player(s) across the pond. This morning, that insider (who goes by the name Teemu H) posted a few quotes by our very own Jaromir Jagr.
"I know I'm the number one enemy in Pittsburgh. I don't know why and I don't care. It's like when a boy breaks up with a girl & the boy is totally over it, but the girl starts to throw crap."
First I hear Jagr has already begun his on-ice workouts a little more than a month before training camp even opens, and now he's gone and compared the city that built his legendary status to a PMS'ing, psycho ex-girlfriend who lights pictures of her and her ex on fire and chucks 'em in the trashcan while she orally dives into a Costco size jar of marshmellow fluff.
I must admit that I was NOT crazy about picking him up on Free Agency Frenzy Day. I was even breaking every single one of my Penguins buddies' balls leading up to July 1st because they sang and praised Jagr's name and return to the NHL. And now here I am slowly falling in love with him.
Well, not literally. It's not like if you walked into my room I've got a poster of Jaromir on my wall with orange and black colors scribbled all over his person and a box of Kleenex adjacent to an about-faced rocking chair.
Note To Self: Hide evidence.
But this is simply fantastic. We've got video of Penguins fans setting old Jagr sweaters on fire. Pittsburgh local radio show hosts all butthurt about Jaromir signing in Philadelphia. And Jaromir is showing no signs of allowing a city's shattered heart to heal. He'll keep shoving salt in that hysterically fresh open wound at the expense of Pittsburgh-Yellow weeping souls, and I love every single second of it.
"City Of Champions", they deem themselves. Until something doesn't go their way and they become "City Of Chumpions". Right!?? AMIRITE!?!?!?
Alright, alright, calm down.