My heart bleeded, girl

Dear Brendan Shanahan,
I'm so confused. One game, two games, three games, four. It's like a nursery rhyme. No matter how much you explain your reasoning, I'm still confused. You must be picking numbers out of a hat.

Dear Pittsburgh Penguins,
Were you watching the Chicago Blackhawks last night? Did you see the hit on Hossa? Did you see how the Blackhawks responded? They did their best to score goals. They didn't fall apart and spew their emotions all over the ice. *That* is how you do it. It doesn't even matter that they lost.

Dear Chicago Blackhawks,
I know you're tired. Keep up the good work.

Dear Braden Holtby,
You are beyond adorable. Keep trying, I know you can do it.

Dear Nashville Predators,
You suck. The Radulov deal was sketchy. Where's an octopus when you need one? Go Wings.

Dear Canucks and Kings,
I'm trying, but it's hard to care.

Dear Sharks and Blues,
I have friends on both sides. Can both teams win?

Dear Rangers,
Please make the Senators go away soon.

Dear Devils and Panthers,
Nope, still don't care.