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It's official: My friends are bad luck. The one game the Wild defeated the Habs in the last few years was the one game I didn't watch with my buddies. For some reason, they bring the worse in the Wild against the Habs. Whether it's the 8-1 shellacking they took three years ago, the beautiful Setoguchi flop in the shootout two seasons ago, or the pile of excrement that was tonight's game, my friends have cursed me.
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