conscience. I also hate puppies and hugs.(B) Team 29, because I am a good

LOS ANGELES -- Jonathan Quick broke the Kings record for wins by a goalie, making 24 saves in his fifth shutout of an injury-hampered season as Los Angeles beat the Florida Panthers 4-0 on Saturday. NMD Shoes Australia . Trevor Lewis, Mike Richards, Alec Martinez and captain Dustin Brown scored for the Kings, who completed their five-game homestand with back-to-back wins after three straight one-goal defeats. Quick earned his 172nd career victory and surpassed Rogie Vachon, one of five players to have his uniform number retired by the club along with Marcel Dionne, Dave Taylor, Wayne Gretzky and Luc Robitaille. The shutout was the 30th of Quicks career, two shy of Vachons franchise mark. Vachon was in the arena for the record-breaker. The toughest save Quick had to make came at 3:04 of the second period during a Florida power play. He dove to his left at the last instant to glove a short backhander by Tomas Fleischmann, who went for the short side after defenceman Dmitry Kulikovs 60-foot slap shot took a hard carom off the end boards. The Kings recorded their 11th shutout, tying the franchise record set two seasons ago. The total includes three each by Martin Jones and Ben Scrivens, who blanked the Panthers on Oct. 13 at Sunrise, Fla. Los Angeles scored on three of its first 13 shots against three-time All-Star Roberto Luongo, who finished with 25 saves in his seventh start since returning to the Panthers in a trade with Vancouver. The Panthers, who have lost nine of their last 10 against Los Angeles, played their first game at Staples Center since Dec. 1, 2011. They have dropped five straight in the building since winning 5-2 on Nov. 27, 2002. Lewis opened the scoring at 11:03 of the first period, beating Kulikov to a loose puck in the low slot and whipping it past Luongos stick after Willie Mitchells wrist shot from the right point struck teammate Kyle Clifford in front of the crease. It was the third goal in seven games for Lewis, who had only two in his 55 previous games this season. Richards made it 2-0 at 17:16, just 13 seconds after the Panthers killed off a hooking penalty against Sean Bergenheim. The Kings centre got the puck in the right circle from Lewis, skated parallel to the goal line and put his 10th goal between Luongos pads. Brown added his 12th goal at 8:54 of the second, slipping the puck through the legs of Kulikov and into a wide-open net with Luongo out of position. Seconds earlier, Kulikov was tripped by Brown after carrying the puck away from the left boards. Martinezs power-play goal capped the scoring with 8:01 remaining while Quinton Howden was off for high-sticking Slava Voynov, who set up the goal. All 12 of Voynovs points on the power play have been assists. Quick, who has spent his entire seven-year career with Los Angeles, signed a $58 million, 10-year contract extension in June 2012 -- only 17 days after leading the Kings to their first Stanley Cup title and winning the Conn Smythe Trophy as playoff MVP. NOTES: Quick has won 47 games that were decided in overtime or a shootout. Vachon played in 66 games for the Kings that ended in ties. ... Quick missed 24 games because of a groin injury, returning to action on Jan. 4. ... Brown sustained an upper-body injury in the second period. ... The Kings embark on a three-game trip through Philadelphia, Washington and Pittsburgh, trying to extend their five-game road winning streak. 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Maybe they will lose to Oklahoma City. Whatever. No. Big. Deal. (crickets) Okay, Im trying to be all nonchalant but this is actually VERY PERSONAL. I am holding back years of torment and contempt. Bile in my throat. Bags under my eyes. Ancient pain in my heart. In 2010, I learned to hate LeBron James. I had not hated anyone in sports so much, ever. Not Harold Ballard, not Michael Vick, not Vince Carter. On July 7, 2010, I considered LeBron James to be an excellent player, living up to the incalculable hype, even if I didnt care for his chronic uncalled traveling violations or his cloying media personality. By July 8, I wanted him dead (figuratively, obviously). That was the night of Mr. Jamess infamous "Decision" to leave Cleveland, when he would gather his many talents and massive entourage, and partner with Dwayne Wade, Chris Bosh and Pat Riley in South Beach, a notoriously undeserving sports town full of ray-soaked, disinterested seat-fillers. Courtesy: CelebBuzz Let me be clear. I was not a Cleveland Cavaliers fan and had, in fact, driven quickly most times I passed through Ohio. I was, and still am, a staunch Baltimore Ravens supporter, about as natural an enemy to a Cleveland sports fan as there is. But on that Thursday night, I drank from a Rock and Roll Hall of Fame collectors tumbler. On that night, I became an ardent fan of something I to this day refer to as “Team 29”. That is, any team playing LeBron. I had been a basketball nomad ever since the previous low point of my fandom: February 24, 1994, the day my beloved Atlanta Hawks traded my childhood wallpaper, Dominique Wilkins, to the Los Angeles Clippers. I still shudder at the memory. When the Toronto Basketball Club chose to name itself the "Raptors" instead of a self-respecting choice like "Towers" or "Huskies", I could never entirely settle in with my newly formed local. But, on that fateful day in 2010, I was granted asylum. I finally had a home. Team 29. Whoever was playing LeBron. My animosity burrowed deep. In a hushed tone, I admit to making the 500-kilometre December journey to wintery Northern Ohio - on my own - to assist the locals in ushering in Jamess return to Cleveland. You may revisit my chronicle of that journey here and my subsequent delirious celebration later that season when Team 29, AKA the Dallas Mavericks, triumphed over Miami in thee Finals. Ultra Boost Australia. The day after LeBrons defeat, a sigh of aching relief passed through my lips. A burden lifted. I had not noticed, but my loathing had become an appendage. I dragged it around like a boil on my cheek. Suddenly, it was lanced. Even though it meant losing part of my identity, I simply didnt have the hate in me anymore. LeBron was too talented for me to despise. I dragged around some residue resentment the next year, but I was going through the motions. I didnt want to be on the wrong side of history as the greatest player since Jordan did the requisite great things. But even as I reconciled my feelings for LeBron, I felt a familiar twinge, something which made me continue rooting against him. And, as Ive certainly foreshadowed, it was relatively easy to pinpoint what it was. I cant stand the Miami Heat. I harbour an endless depth of loathing towards LeBrons brethren in South Beach, particularly the ever-whining Dwyane Wade, who was gifted the 2006 Finals by the most biased refereeing this side of of an Ante Sapina soccer match. Ive had it with the cluster of Ray Allen-come-lately veterans looking for a coattail ring in the Florida sun. Ive seen too many of Pat Rileys Armani suits. You may enjoy luxuriating on South Beach, but attend a game in south Florida and tell me those spoiled, limp crowds deserve their seven major championships. But whats to be done? It would be great if the Raptors met the Heat in the second round. It would be great to see Jonas and Amir get their licks in against the histrionic Chris Bosh, a guy I rank after Paul Millsap in talent, but will somehow wind up a first-ballot Hall of Famer. It would be an epic demonstration of cosmic fairness for the die-hard, through thick-and-thin faithful of Toronto to triumph over the second quarter arriving, third quarter leaving falling ass-backwards into success Miami fans. But wishing wont manifest destiny. The East is in stone. Predetermined like a game officiated by Tim Donaghy. Miami is heading to the Finals. So I recognize what must be done. Im keeping my eye on the prize this year. I know the focus of my venom, and I welcome you to join my Team 29 bandwagon. I dont care if LeBron ever wins another ring, I just dont want anyone else in Miami to get one. Gallays Poll #7 Who do you want to win the 2014 NBA Finals? (A) The Miami Heat, because I have no conscience. I also hate puppies and hugs.(B) Team 29, because I am a good and decent person. ' ' '