As a Bruin fan, I am fed up to the teeth with cute little remarks. All week long I have to put up with them at work. They are fired at me like a two-barrel shotgun from the Boston sportswriters each and every day, twice a day, in three different newspapers.
Radio and TV commentators are on the cute-remark bandwagon, too. This is done with a large sigh or one of those "what else?" looks. And so, I beg of you! Just the scores please. Nothing else. No "huzzahs," no cracks about "coaches going into limbo." Just plain scores: " Boston 7- Chicago 0." Period.
Well? It could happen.