Tonight, me and my brother Sal here are gonna go to the Rock and watch our Devils kick some serious Ranger ass. Here's a picture of us after Parise scored a beauty of a goal against some jobbers. I don't remember who they were playin' because I was too drunk on the peach Schnapps we snuck in. My kids, Danielle and Anthony Jr., are gonna be in for a rude awakening because after the Rangers go down, me and Sal are gonna do about 37 Jaeger bombs. Then we're gonna drink 64 silver bullets. There is no chance I'm taking them to the flea market in Kearny tomorrow. I'm gonna be hungover as fuck. Ain't that right Sally, baby? Devils are number one! Woo Hooo! Scotty Gomez, who the fuck needs em? Scotty Gomez is a traitor and I'm gonna flip that spic motherfucker the bird all night long. And Lundqvist? Fuck em. He's got nothin on Marty Brodeur. Marty's got all the rings, Ain't that right, Sally? The Devils are so good, we don't even need Marty in net, We got Scotty Clemmenson in there. He's shuttin' em out tonight! Go Devils! If you Devils fans want to meet up and do Jaeger bombs we'll be at a bar outside the Rock after the game. If you Rangers fans want to show your faces, you better hide your kids because their father is gonna get his ass handed to him. By Me and Sally here. Go Devils! Jaeger Bombs!