Our mail bag has been stuffed lately. Well, maybe not so much, but we like any sentence with male and stuffed in it. Once we cleared out all the hater mail, threats from bail bondsmen and letters with a strange white powdery substance, we’ve been seeing lots of questions about our dear Capitals. As in: wtf?
But we confess, these poor lost souls seem to be looking for more than just our usual brilliant analysis. They sound lost, a little lonely, sometimes even heart broken. They want more than answers, they want someone to hear their private sorrows.
There’s a term for two old gay men who answer letters from lonely-hearts: agony uncles. Caps fans: we feel your pain.