There is a difference between a rival and an arch-nemesis. A rival is a person that is always going to be challenging you. They bring out your most competitive side and have done that ever since the rivalry has been established. Then there is an arch-nemesis. They are some what like your rival, but a touch more evil. Seeing them win is watching a baby get punched in the face - horrifying. Not only do they make you compete better, but they make you insane with rage. To that I say, "hello, LA Kings. It's so nice to see you again."
I don't consider the Kings and Ducks a classic rivalry. Yeah, we've always strongly disliked each other, but it's not to the point where they've eliminated us from the playoffs and/or continue to own us on the ice. For me, the Kings are just annoying. A majority of their less intelligent fanbase spew Ducks-hate just like everyone else. The frequent "insults" usually relate to Bobby Ryan, Corey Perry, and Ryan Getzlaf in a sexual nature or reverting to the usual "at least we weren't started by Disney (or after a kids movie)". And you better believe my first reaction is to mention that whole Stanley Cup thing. I own up to the fact that I'm arrogant towards the Kings because my team has won a Stanley Cup.
I don't care if the Kings (or the Sharks, for that matter) are from California and Cali fans should band together to stick it to the East Coast and their bias. When the Sharks and Kings met in the playoffs, I wanted a hole to open up and swallow the teams. That is how much I don't want those teams to win. I take pleasure in watching them lose, not just to us, but against every team. I could care less if the Ducks are behind them in the standings at this point. I just want to see JF Jacques run Jack Johnson's stupid face into the boards, or a Corey Perry spear right to the ego of Mike Richards. See what I mean?! I am transformed into a blonde ball of hate because of the arch-nemesis Kings.
What a better game than tonight's first of a home and home to get back to playing the hockey that pisses everyone off. You may call it "dirty" (cough cough Nashville cough), but I call it "Ducks hockey".