Well, I finally did it. After years of saying I would, and after years of putting it off, yesterday, at last, it happened.
It's true: I'm the proud new papa of my very own Tomas Kaberle jersey. Ain't she a beauty?
It was a tough call, Kaberle over Luke Schenn. But, at the end of the day, it had to be done. Not enough people in this town pay homage to the man who was drafted 204th overall back in '96, and who has played 738 games on the blue line for the Toronto Maple Leafs.
What's that? No, asshole, Kabby's not being traded. And even if he is dealt, it doesn't change a thing. Kaberle is, and shall remain, one of the best defenceman to ever play for the Leafs. I will represent #15 with pride.
Whether you love the Leafs or hate them, you have to admit, there's something about that sweater. It's classic; the perfect jersey.
Anyway, you know this momentous occasion wouldn't be complete without the world famous ode to Tomas Kaberle, the lyrics to which I may or may not have completely memorized ...
The best $129.99 I've ever spent. Kabby for life, yo.