Attention Yinzers: I'm headed your way!

And I come in peace, although calling you yinzers probably doesn't endear me to you.

That's right, the long awaited Pittsburgh roadtrip is upon us! When I bought my tickets back in December, it seemed like April would never arrive, and now suddenly it's here! Yikes! I should be busy packing, but instead I am writing lame posts for the blog.

A few notes about my former life in Pittsburgh:
I lived in Pittsburgh from 96 to 98
I worked at Three Rivers Stadium
I worked at Bruegger's on Murray Ave
I worked delivering motherfucking gift baskets. worst.effing.job.ever. For real.

For the game on Wednesday night:
I am going to win the Gary Roberts jersey
I will be at the glass
Please do not throw things at me unless they are soft or edible
Taking pictures of me after Pens goals or after we lose is fine, it would be an honor to be "stunned"
I don't hate the Pens, I just hate Cindy

Any suggestions about surviving as a Flyers fan in enemy territory are much appreciated (and no, "go fuck yourself" does not count as helpful advice!)

radio silence

Too bad it wasn't the game winner!Jim McIsaac/Getty Images

Yeah, I took a few days off there. We had ourselves a little winning streak, and I was thinking it was because of the Brodeur picture in my last post. I didn't want to jinx things by taking that pic of him getting owned (okay, maybe not owned, but at least scored on...) off the front page.

So, how ya been? Things are getting a little tense around here, no? I really don't have the stomach for late March hockey. My new habit is to not watch the game until it is over and I see what the score is. Is that bad? I just can't deal with the stress!

A few positives from the last week:
We seemed to have solved Valiquette. Phew!
We scored some goals on Marty. Wow.
The guys seem to be having fun again.
Vinny and Briere are starting to click.

I guess that is all for now. More soon, as I prepare for my trip to Pittsburgh...

AP Photo/Rich Schultz

Thanks a lot, Thomas Vanek!

AP Photo/David Duprey

For some reason, I forgot to set my fantasy hockey roster last night. I have never forgotten to set my roster yet this year. I had Vanek on the bench. Vanek got a hat trick. I'm screwed!

grrrrrrrr.....

Why don't you just rip my heart out and serve it to me for dinner?

I know it's early for UFA rumors, but Smith to the Devils? Just kill me now....

The hand of God...

AP Photo/Tom Mihalek

I have developed this bad habit of sleeping during the games. I fall asleep somewhere towards the end of the first and start to wake up with about 4 minutes left in the third (just about the time the crowd starts getting noisy if it looks like the Flyers are going to win). If it is a home game, I usually hear when the goals are scored.

On Saturday, during the Bruins game, I woke up to the sounds of Jim Jackson calling the play. I though to myself, "It kinda sounds like the Bruins are putting a lot of press-" Oh shit the Bruins scored. Flyers then went on to lose in OT.

Tonight's game was pretty much the same: fall asleep, hear the goal horns while sleeping, wake up towards end of game. I could hear the crowd starting to get cheer-y. And once again, listening to the play by play, it sounded like Atlanta was gonna score. And then they did.

I jumped up and grabbed the remote, ready to change the channel, but Rod told me not to. "But Rod, I can't handle it if they tie it up. I'll just kill myself." (I'm starting to get a bit dramatic about these things...)

And the Flyers almost fucked it up again. The hand of God came down and pushed Nitty into postion and he somehow accidentally kept that last goal from going in.

Now the question is, why the fuck was Kovalchuk standing right in front of a wide open net?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?

I'm not sure this Flyers thing is the thing for me....

Times like these...

Times like these make you wonder why you follow a sports team at all.

A few weeks ago, I went to a Phantoms game. I was reminded of how much I love the sport of hockey.

But loving a team is taking its toll.

How many times can I be expected to watch this team lose the lead in the last minute of a game?
How many times can I be expected to watch our goalie give up the crappiest goals?
How many times can I be expected to watch this team play like they're already out of it?

How much longer do I have to suffer?

Oh right, until April 6th.

*sigh*

They are starting to ruin my love of the game.

Dear Mr. Prospal,

I'm sorry that we pulled you out of sunny Florida for this shit. I'm sorry that we took you off the top scoring line in the league and put you with these sad sacks. I'm so so sorry. Also, sorry that I don't have any pictures of you of my own to put in this post.

Love, Kristin

Pronger to Kesler: "You're lucky it wasn't my elbow, bitch!"

And stop your whining!

Would you rather....

a) Not make the playoffs at all?

or

b) make the playoffs and have to play the Devils in the first round?


Ek's predictions....

Honestly, I think I'd rather not make it at all if we have to play the Devils...

Craig Anderson is trying to crush your playoff hopes!

I can only hope that Anderson continues his domination of Atlantic Division teams over the next month. (And thank god we're done playing Florida for the season!!!!)

A few notes from this week...

* Twizzlers do not taste good right after you brush your teeth

* Ryan Parent is growing a Gator beard, while Gator seems to be shaving every day

* I love watching hockey when it is between two teams I am not attached to

* I love watching Brodeur get scored on

* Is it too early or too late to climb on the Habs bandwagon? Cause damn, they look amazing right now

* It's March. There are only 17 games left. Yikes.


Tough week ahead...