it dates back to a few years ago when ram and cassinova hit the molson center and were surrounded by drunk illiterate hooligans who kept yelling GOWATAGO! it was their translation of go habs go, i think
It dates back to 2006 when Cassinova and Ram went to the Bell Center to watch the Canadiens take on the Devils. Our Habs dearest lost, but gave a brave fight. The last 30 seconds were amazing!
Right behind us were a Quebecois father and his 10 year old boy. The guy must have had some money 'cause those were nice tickets. Anyways, his son was evidently ignorant and badly raised. His ignorance extended to not knowing that the chant is Go Habs Go! He simply shouted what he thought it sounded like, ie GOWATAGO!
The badly raised part came from many things, including his father not correcting him.
I don't know why Cassinova feels the need to make shit up. I remember the night clearly, which is surprising considering that was the night I got my second ticket for drinking in public. It was also the night I got that big red trumpet! It was also the night when we heartily enjoyed said trumpet in the comfort of the 19, trying our best to impolitely wake Sofalia up.
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GOWATAGO!
I still don't know why you say that.
it dates back to a few years ago when ram and cassinova hit the molson center and were surrounded by drunk illiterate hooligans who kept yelling GOWATAGO! it was their translation of go habs go, i think
Are you kidding me?
It dates back to 2006 when Cassinova and Ram went to the Bell Center to watch the Canadiens take on the Devils. Our Habs dearest lost, but gave a brave fight. The last 30 seconds were amazing!
Right behind us were a Quebecois father and his 10 year old boy. The guy must have had some money 'cause those were nice tickets. Anyways, his son was evidently ignorant and badly raised. His ignorance extended to not knowing that the chant is Go Habs Go! He simply shouted what he thought it sounded like, ie GOWATAGO!
The badly raised part came from many things, including his father not correcting him.
I don't know why Cassinova feels the need to make shit up. I remember the night clearly, which is surprising considering that was the night I got my second ticket for drinking in public. It was also the night I got that big red trumpet! It was also the night when we heartily enjoyed said trumpet in the comfort of the 19, trying our best to impolitely wake Sofalia up.
sofalia was the queen of all bitches.
haha oh yeah, that's how it went down.
I think Sofalia is not the proper name. I propose Sofarrhea!
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