money well spent (the game, not The Pronger!)

More on the game later, for now I gotta go watch it on tivo. Great game.

Get Ready for Knuble's first hat trick as a Cap!

You know he's gonna punish us! Just accept it now!

Questions for tonight's game:

Should I wear my Pronger shirt that I wore for the first two games?
Should I wash it first?
Which socks will turn out to be lucky?
How many margaritas should I have?
Will I be removed from the Wachovia Center in a wheelchair due to said margaritas?
Will I be able to take pictures, or will I be rendered frozen by The Pronger?
How many snot rockets will I see Ovechkin blow?
Will I make it home in time to see the late habs game?

Home Opener Eve

This blog is not funny. Pick a team.

I don't know if I'm going to be able to sleep tonight! I took the day off of work because lord knows I wouldn't be able to concentrate. (That, and going to a game straight after work smelling like cheese really stinks...)

Tomorrow, I will be in the second row of section 106 to watch the Flyers take on Ovechkin. My plan originally was to shoot warmups from my sweet seats in 106, but after all those Pronger teasers on Versus tonight, I think I'm in the mood for some swooning. I'm thinking I'll try for my old seats over in 119 so I can get a swoonful look at The Pronger. And what was up with The Pronger's ensemble? Striped suit, plaid-ish shirt, paisley tie? Yes please.

See you back here tomorrow after the game.

Kristin is unfamiliar with this feeling.

So is Marty.

The only thing missing from this game was someone kicking David Clarkson's ass. Next time, maybe.

Flyers win two, Habs win two. I don't know what to do with myself.

That game did not suck.

Right?



Question of the game, posed by Rod after Andrew Alberts' massive hit on Jeff Carter: "why didn't Alberts hit anyone like that when he was a Flyer?" Good point Rod, good point.

So, about those Habs...

I spent most of the day yesterday thinking how nice it was that my fling with the Habs was over. Sure, it was expensive and a little embarrassing, but these things happen, right? I even told Rod that he didn't have to order Center Ice this year, since I have a lot going on right now and wouldn't get to watch too many games.

Fast forward to 6:57 pm Thursday evening.

So, about those Habs...

I spent most of the day yesterday thinking how nice it was that my fling with the Habs was over. Sure, it was expensive and embarrassing, but it's over and we can all move on. I even told Rod that he didn't have to order Center Ice this year, since I wouldn't be needing to see all those Habs games.

Fast forward to 6:57 pm Thursday evening. I go into full panic mode. The Habs are playing the Leafs? I need to see that game.

I tune in online in time to watch the very boring pregame festivities. Booooo! Then I see the Habs in their jerseys. I think I'm in love with the Habs logo. That's the problem. Anyhow, this torrid love affair is clearly not over. I'm distraught. The game was very hard to watch online (cough, Center Ice Rod...cough) but Price still makes me nervous. I guess he had a good-ish game since he faced five million shots and stopped most of them. Gosh, I hope the Flyers can win me over on Friday night. Yeesh.