Ugh, for April Fool's Day, I thought I'd 'come out' as a Coyotes fan. Updated my profile picture, posted game results, praised Hemjelkavitchsoksnisky or whatever his name is, fawned over a picture of Shane Doan serving some 4,000 calorie ice cream float for a promotion.. nothing. So not only did I have a complete dud of a gag, I can smell the faint odor of Gary Bettman's taint coming from my computer. Might have to have that think exorcised.
Your post reminded me of my Pépère in his last days, speaking in English as best he could to me: "Joe [all the grandsons were 'Joe'], when the man with the big axe comes for me, I'll be ready".