Green Arrow #6
Graham Young was a smartly dressed and intelligent child. Born in September 1947 in Neasdon, Greater London, he was intrigued by black magic and poisons at a very young age.
He poisoned his step-mother over a long period of time with a lethal mixture of antimony and thallium. He also attempted to poison his father, sister and a friend. He was committed to Broadmoor secure psychiatric hospital and not released until February 1971.
He allegedly told a nurse when leaving Broadmoor that he intended to kill one person for every year he had been detained.
Not long after he got a job as a general assistant at a photographic laboratory in Bovingdon Hertfordshire. He was the tea boy as well as completing other general duties. He had only been working there a short while when there was a spate of strange sickness sweeping through the other workers. Nicknamed the “Bovingdon Bug” many fell ill, the storeroom manager Bob Egle eventually dying from the fatal dose of poison that Young had been slipping into the tea. Fred Biggs the distribution manager also died, but luckily three others who had been taken seriously ill, survived. Suspicion fell on Young, and after investigating his background, police moved in and arrested him on 21st November 1971.
Dubbed “The Teacup Poisoner,” he was a deranged mad scientiest and bloody gorgeous as well.
Interviewer - “What’s your friendship like off the ice?”
Marty - “You don’t want to know”
I love these guys.
Yes, Marty I do. I really do want to know.
ONOADSSANF WHERE CAN I WATCH THIS PLS
“I think winning against them in the big stage, not just for me, but for the fans of New Jersey, people that are supporting us and always take a second seat to these guy for whatever reason, now they’ve got to be pretty happy going to work and going to school and doing all their things that they do. I know from some of the messages I got throughout this playoff series, we made them real happy right now by beating them.”
Just wanted to say: following because your blog makes me feel less alone in my fanatical obsession with Marty Brodeur. Let us worship the goalie god together.
Haha! That’s my polite Canadian husband you’re talking about…
I could be persuaded into polygamy, I suppose. If only on the weekends.
Thanks for the follow (: Let’s go Devils.
But I think winning against them in the big stage, not just for me, but for the fans of New Jersey, the people that are supporting us and always take a second seat to these guys for whatever reason, now they’ve got to be pretty happy going to work and going to school and doing all their things that they do.
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| — | Martin Brodeur, on knocking out the New York Rangers in Game 6 (via halfhearted-goodbyes) |
My Playoffs Thoughts:
I’ve been a Devils fan for a long-ass time. I’m an Ohio native, but since we didn’t get the Blue Jackets until ‘03 (and since they’ve never been anything to write home about regardless), I had a surrogate team. Since I was (and continue to be) a fucked up kid, obviously I’m going to choose the team named after an urban folklore horse-devil. No brainer. The rest is history.
I only really started getting back into hockey big time a few years ago. It’s been rough being a Devils fan in that time, especially last year. All that nonsense with MacLean was so exhausting. Marty was gone for such a significant amount of time. There was such potential in that team despite all the downfalls, and we got to see it near the end of the season, but it just wasn’t enough.
I am fitful with joy right now. This is what last year should have been. These are the boys who are going to make it right.
Going into the playoffs, I was confident about round 1. See how much good that did—the Panthers took it to 7 and provided, for me, the most nerve-wracking game of the playoffs.
Seeing the Flyers steamroll the Penguins was intimidating, and to be entirely honest, I didn’t expect too much out of round two. I was just happy that the Devils were still in it—glad that the curse at The Rock had been broken. After all, those are some big forechecking bullies over in Philadelphia. Everyone else expected even less out of the Devils round two. But they stepped up. They were the better team.
Going into conference finals with the Rangers, that win has to give a Devils fan confidence. But, even this go around, I have a tremendous amount of respect for Lundqvist (I have a bit of a goalie fetish, I confess) and although a lot more confident, I certainly wasn’t going to go around proclaiming victory.
Not until it happened, tonight.
So, it’s Devils/Kings, then. I don’t pretend to know how this is going to end. I just know that my boys have given me every reason to have complete confidence in them this season.
