Pablo Picasso once said that the meaning of life is to find your gift, and the purpose of life is to give it away. In this case, the meaning of the Flyers collective life is getting mad goals. You can figure out the rest of this metaphor.
Tonight was annoying for a lot of reasons. For one, I had to dedicate time to getting my hopes up about the Flyers winning a game and then seeing those hopes dashed in about five minutes’ time. For two, we saw the Flyers outplay Toronto. For three, nothing in the world is good.