I’m usually one of the more even-keel, composed Kings fans you’ll meet. I understand that short term results don’t matter nearly as much as long-term trends. However, after the Kings were screwed out of a good goal late in the third period that featured ‘incidental contact’ with the goaltender, I spent the rest of the night like this:

We all have our breaking point.

I pleaded for medication.

I made a crack about the officials’ cavernously empty craniums.

I retweeted diatribes that were sympathetic to my cause.

Let’s see that again!

Goaltender Interference 2nd angle Kings Ducks - The Royal Half

And now, to soothe my existential angst from last night’s complete jobbing of the LA Kings (and prevent myself from writing a more fully fleshed out recap on a game that essentially shortened my life span), I present to you a collection of rants, spews, fist shakes, and protruding forehead veins that I like to call…


I don’t know what that one means, but I like it.

That person has the right idea.

See you in line at the pharmacy, Kings fans.

Pop a TUMS,

-King Tufficult (@KingTufficult)

As a child, King Tufficult liked to hang out at Iceoplex to watch his dad’s summer skating group that included many gloriously mulleted individuals. Some of the people attached to those mullets played for the early 90′s LA Kings. It was destiny. Since then, King Tufficult is best known for extensively traveling in Europe during the Cup Finals and writing “The Post” after Game 6 of the 2014 WCF. If you're a glutton for punishment, you can follow King Tufficult on Twitter @KingTufficult.