You, sir, are dead to me.

I have an ever growing list of things/people/corporations that are dead to me.

This hockey playoff season has offered up just more and more opportunities to add to this list.

First, I was told I was being harsh by placing Bill Cowher on my Dead to Me list. But now, now, I am chiseling his name in stone. Bill Cowher, you can suck it. You and your freakishly tall and athletic daughters and wife can stay down in whatever Carolina you call home now. I think I can safely speak for the whole city of Pittsburgh when I say, good riddance.

Second, and probably most importantly, Marion Hossa. You, sir, are dead to me. You can take your stupid red beard and your stupid Red Wings and suck it.

Actually, the whole city of Detroit can suck it. Up until this point I've felt sorry for you. Come football season you have to cheer for the Lions, and that's just lame, but now? You've earned your spot on the DtM list. Go join Bill Cowher and make some drinks and hang out, because you're going to be on there awhile.