Finally. After a long and brutal season on the road (0-7) my team finally won. In fact my team dominated like only the Kings’ men can. The fans in Rockford were treated last night to a royal whooping at the hands of my Connecticut Pride.

If I had my choice the fans in Rockford would have gone home with nothing but bitter memories and the sour taste of arena food in their mouths. Unfortunately I did not have my choice in the matter.

The fans still went home happy because their beloved mascot Freddie Flash manhandled the royal rogue. After I saw that my team had the game in hand I unwisely let my guard down. It was in my moment of celebration when the Lightning bug caught me by surprise. And believe the King when I tell you that he could only get the better of me when I am not expecting it. I would considering pressing charges, but I’d rather get another shot at that sniveling rainbow colored thing.

So it was a mixed bag in Rockford, I go happy with a win…and the fans in Rockford go home happy, with a loss. As for you Freddie, the King guarantees you a clean sweep next time we meet.

–The King