You heard it here, folks. The Flyers got shut out again last night, for the second time in the series, and blown out for the second time at home. Things are feeling pretty bleak. The inside of the Wells Fargo Center is a tomb. Philly is on fire, but like, in the bad way. What’s there left to say? The inside of my brain is the bridge of “Flashlight” by the Front Bottoms, except it’s just them repeating “I am sad, I am sad” over and over again.
But I guess we still learned some things.