So, the Blackhawks Lost, but...on the Late Train

So, I'm on the 11:40pm train. It's late. I don't have to work tomorrow, so it's cool.

The people on my car are NOT dissappointing... One ginger chick is leading us in chants:

"When I say black you say say Hawks!"

"When I say Corey you say Crawford."

"When I say ticket you say man!"

It's a great night on the late train, peeps.