Woo!!
November 4, 2009 at 10:56 pm | In Buffalo Sabres, Happy!!, I Was At The Game!, Patrick Kaleta, Paul Gaustad, Ryan Miller, Winning Is Totally Awesome | Leave a CommentThe Sabres won!! Ryan got a shutout!! Paul got a goal!! Huzzah!!
This game was fun. Marty Biron was a goalie gone wild and attempted to beat up Patty K. Patty survived it, thank goodness. They scored on the power play and (obviously) killed penalties. Nice job, boys. I’m very proud of you for not choking like you are inclined to do.
I’m not talking about the Caps, and I haven’t watched Alex’s interview yet so I can’t comment on it. It sounds like they seriously, seriously suck. This isn’t good.
They Won! They won!!
October 9, 2009 at 1:08 pm | In Buffalo Sabres, Happy!!, I Was At The Game!, Losing Sucks, Players, Washington Capitals, Winning Is Totally Awesome | 1 CommentLast night I was at the Sabres game, and for the first time this season, they won. I realize it was only their second game of the season, but it felt the way it did last year when Buffalo would lose 32 straight games and then finally pull out a win. There’s been lots of hockey this past week, the Sabres just hadn’t been involved in it.
The win itself was a pleasant surprise, as the Sabres do not usually win when I go to games. The actual game, however, was kind of boring. Yes, Patrick Kaleta tried to kill Petr Prucha, and yes, Thomas Vanek’s goal was beautiful, and yes, I thought Tyler Myers was dead on the ice. But other than that there wasn’t really anything remarkable about the game. The Sabres had about six bajillion chances and failed to score on any of them. They didn’t make anything happen on the two four-minute power plays they had either. (In general, their power play frustrated me to no end.) However, they won in the end and obwas watching the game in good company.
The Caps are never winning again, Lars is now going to try and win the Art Ross, Theo wants me to suffer. Thus concludes my summary of the Caps game.
I know absolutely nothing about Nashville, so I’m going into the game tomorrow night with an open mind. Go Sabres!!
Poor Sabres/Woo Caps!!
September 18, 2009 at 5:27 pm | In Chris Clark, Drew Stafford, Frostee Loves Way Too Many Guys, Happy!!, I Was At The Game!, Losing Sucks, Mike Knuble, Players | Leave a CommentOh, Sabres. I know it’s just the preseason, but it would have been nice to see you pull out a win./Awesome job, Capitals!! I know it’s just the preseason, but it’s always nice to see a win.
Don’t feel too bad, Sabres. Timmy K got a goal, Drew played pretty darn well, and if this game had actually counted for anything in the grand scheme of things, you would have at least walked away with one point!/You should be proud of yourselves, Caps. This game may not have counted for anything in the grand scheme of things, but Varly played a great game and seeing Brian Pothier get the OT winner always makes me feel warm and fuzzy. Just one question, though: Why was Jeff Schultz getting so much ice time?
Like I already mentioned, this game doesn’t count for anything in the grand scheme of things. It was still, however, a hockey game, and I had an amazing time. Hockey is hockey, Dear Readers, and hockey is back.
One of the better parts of the evening took place during the warmup. As you know, Cari was kind enough to make me a sign so that I could share with the world my love for Alexander and my hope that he would have a happy birthday. However, I didn’t want to look like the dumb chick who thought Alex would be there, so we took a Sharpie and wrote on the back that I knew ge wasn’t there, and that I loved Chris Clark too. Christopher and I do, after all, have a little inside joke, and I thought he could use some love. And I didn’t feel the need to list that he’s actually my fourth-favorite Capital. (Although after last night, I think he made the jump to #3)
When the warmup began I took my sign down to the ice and flipped it back and forth so that the team could see both sides. I suspected that he was looking my way, and sure enough, he was eyeing my sign. I waved. He looked me straight in the eye and smiled. I about died.
Then, a few minutes later, when he and Mike Knuble were standing in front of me, I distinctly heard him say, “Hey, look at that sign.” Then he pointed.
So, Dear Readers, that was the highlight of my evening. Just thought I’d share it with you.
I Have Returned!!
July 11, 2009 at 9:46 pm | In Ales Kotalik, Alex Ovechkin, Alexei Kovalev, Buffalo Sabres, Contracts, Frostee Loves Way Too Many Guys, I Was At The Game!, Lindy Ruff, Players, Trendy Euro Sabres | 2 CommentsDear Readers, I am safely back at the kitchen desk, happily tapping away on the laptop once again. My trip was very enjoyable, but like always, it’s good to be home.
We started off our vacation visiting friends in Rhode Island, but other than seeing a few Lucic shirts and getting a nice tan, nothing remarkable happened there.
On Wednesday we headed to Boston. I won’t go into major details, but suffice to say we saw everything historical in the whole city, stood over Paul Revere’s grave, ate seafood, saw all the big colleges, and went to a Red Sox game at Fenway Park. Oh, and I saw BJ Novak walking down the street and I fell in love with Nick Green, Red Sox playah.
I’m not a huge baseball fan so I don’t really feel as though I can comment on the game. It was definitely exciting, and I can’t say for sure but I don’t recall hearing too many baseball games ending 1-0. Our seats were far out but we could see the diamond, and the guys sitting in front of us were heavy duty Bostonians and absolutely terrifying.
Time for pictures!!
This is Paul Reveah’s house.
This is the view of TD Banknorth Garden from the top of Bunkah Hill.
This is Fenway Pahk. The Bahston Red Sox play heah.
During the seventh inning, the Red Sox faithful got a nice, loud “Yankees suck!” chant going. It was hilarious.
This is my new boyfriend Nick Green at bat. He struck out this time. Sob.
These are my beloved Nick Green’s career statistics versus Kansas City. I’m, um, not quite sure if I should be in awe of them or disgusted by them. I understand how baseball is played, but I don’t understand the specifics and different statistics. I’m just going to assume these are mindblowing because it makes dear Nicholas even more lovable.
Now, are you ready for the best part? I saved the best picture for last!!
The tall ships were in Boston this week (it was a complete coincidence that they were there when we were), and guess whose ship I saw on Friday?
Russia’s!!!!!
A whole mess of things happened in the past week and I’m not going to rehash them all, since I’m sure you heard about it already. Just a few things:
- The Caps got a second-line center!! At least, they got someone to compete for the spot. This is exciting.
- The Sabres signed some defenseman who spent last season in Sweden. I was less than impressed by his statistics. I hope he’s just here to fill roster space in Portland.
- Chicago was a complete mess and then they quickly signed all their RFAs. There is an excellent chance they completely implode next summer when it comes time to sign all the RFAs.
- Kovalev signed with Ottawa. That must suck for Montreal fans.
- Jay McKee SOLD OUT and signed with Pittsburgh. I’m sure you’ve heard me tell this story a hundred times, but Jay McKee signed an autograph especially for me right before he left Buffalo in which he said he’s my friend. Clearly he was lying, because no friend of mine would sign with Pittsburgh.
- Alexander was named some sort of ambassador for the 2014 Winter Games in Sochi. This could get awkward if Gary decides to pull the plug on NHL players at the Olympics.
- Trendy Euro (the original one) signed with Rangers. This is heartbreaking news.
- Lindy Ruff has no problem standing pat. That really upsets me. Lindy, I don’t care if your team only finished two points out of the playoffs this year, and I don’t care if deep down, we all know a huge part of that was Ryan Miller’s injury. A non-playoff team is a non-playoff team no matter how close you get, and I think the players we have don’t cut it. If you don’t feel that way, it makes me sad.
And now, to spend the night playing with my new iPhone. I don’t know if anyone’s told you, but these things are pieces of art. I’m in love with mine. I don’t know how I functioned before I got it.
If I Wasn’t A Sabres Fan I Would Be Laughing My Behind Off
February 25, 2009 at 5:10 pm | In Alex Ovechkin, Anaheim Ducks, Buffalo Sabres, I Was At The Game!, Jason Pominville, Jhonas Enroth, Losing Sucks, Nathan Paetsch, Patrick Lalime, Paul Gaustad, Ryan Miller, Sidney Crosby, Toni Lydman, What Is Up With All These Injuries? | Leave a CommentActually, I am still chuckling to myself. I think it’s because last night I accepted that the Sabres will not make the playoffs, so now I can just take a very casual stance on the rest of the season. I’ll still root for them, but I won’t freak myself out over the standings and points and games in hand.
I actually had a really awesome post all planned out for today, but then I got slammed with three hours of homework and a test next Friday in my HARDEST class. This test will involve Chinese agricultural inventions and how they evolved into that John Deere lawnmower you’ve got out in your garage, just to give you an idea. And my parents are dragging me along as a third-wheel to their anniversary dinner. I have no idea what they’re going to do when I leave for college. So, super-fast:
- Lydman is outrageously bad. I really couldn’t believe it. He stays out for the longest shift of his career and then coughs up the puck. I don’t blame Patty for that goal. I blame Lydman.
- Jason Pominville is so bad at hockey I couldn’t believe it. WHAT is going on with him?
- Two Canadian guys were sitting behind us and the more they drank, the more pronounced their accents got. Listening to them say “Timmy” was fantastic. Listening to them mispronounce “Kotalik” and “Tallinder” was not.
- That shorthanded goal completely changed the game. It was pretty quiet in there after that.
- That third goal was disgusting. I could not believe Patty let that in. He was just sitting in the left side of the crease while the Anaheim player walked in.
- We left before Goose rearranged Getzlaf’s face so I have no comment on that.
- There were two highlights to my evening last night: The first was hearing the drunk Canadians behind us call Giguere a slut at the beginning of the third. The second was seeing Miller and Patches up in the press box before the game started.
- Lala is now sick, and Enroth appears to be our started. This is the reason for the title of my post. It’s really funny when you think about it.
- Read this.
- I just want to thank everyone for the birthday wishes. It was really sweet of you guys. Jill, that deCAPitate thing was hilarious. Clare, you should start a business making those for stalkers across the nation.
Let’s Talk About The Sabres
December 31, 2008 at 11:37 am | In Adam Mair, Alex Ovechkin, Buffalo Sabres, Clarke MacArthur, Derek Roy, Drew Stafford, Henrik Tallinder, I Was At The Game!, Jaroslav Spacek, Jason Pominville, Jochen Hecht, Lars Nicklas Backstrom, Losing Sucks, Patrick Kaleta, Paul Gaustad, Players, Ryan Miller, Teppo Numminen, This Irks Me, Thomas Vanek, Thought-provoking Stuff, Washington Capitals | 3 CommentsI feel as though I have neglected them a bit over the past few days, so now I’m going to talk about the Sabres, and the Sabres only. (I thought it would be a good idea to get myself in a foul mood before going to watch “The Deer Hunter” for my school project.)
- Nobody told me last night that Pkaleta was going to miss at least three more weeks! Nooo!!! We were just saying during the second period last night that the Sabres could use Patty K back in the lineup. We need his spunk and hits.
We need PK back in the lineup and healthy. Stat.
- I just got around to watching the post-game interviews. Thomas Vanek’s was okay; he was definitely right when he said the Sabres play better when he plays better. It was nice seeing Ryan Miller talk about how he needs to step it up (’cause, um, Crunchy? You kind of sucked last night), and I enjoyed when he starting getting on the media’s case about quotes of his. Heh. Paul Gaustad’s interview was so good that I actually watched it twice. Paul was angry and he was embarrassed and he thought that the effort was “unacceptable.” Hear, hear, Paul! He was right when he said that it’s everyone’s job to hit, not just his. He looked quite pissed. I hope he kicked everyone’s ass after the media left. I don’t know what to do with Jason Pominville. I used to love his adorableness and innocence. Now I kind of want to throw him off the roof. I couldn’t even read his blog without gagging. Seriously, Jason? YOU NEED TO STEP IT UP. YOU NEED TO START SCORING. Maybe we need to tell him that if he scores lots of goals the unicorns will come back?!?! ANYTHING at this point. I can’t believe I wanted him to be captain this year. My new vote for captain is Mr. Gaustad. He’s one of the only players who actually seems to care about winning. He’d make a much better captain than Rivet.
- Times must be bad when even the penalty kill is sucky. I couldn’t believe the Sabres let the Caps score TWICE with a man-advantage. (Although the Backstrom goal, which was right in front of us, was actually a very, very nice goal. I wish the Sabres could score goals like that)
- I’m looking forward to seeing who Lindy scratches. I want Jochen scratched, definitely. I feel almost blasphemous saying it, but Pommer could use a night off too. Staffy could probably sit again, and maybe even (I’m sorry Cari!) Derek. And Jaro. And Teppo. And Hank. For the first 59 minutes last night I would have said Clarke too, but since he scored I guess he’ll stay. Maybe Lindy should just bring up the rest of the Portland Pirates and have them play a night. It might knock some sense into the Sabres.
- The power play needs some serious work. I don’t know what, but Darcy and Lindy need to do something. They need to get someone good to quarterback the PP. They need someone on the point who can actually keep the puck in. They need to stop passing the puck around and just shoot. Look at the Caps’ power play. All they do is shoot. You know, someone should tell the Sabres that one of the reasons Alex is currently the second highest scorer in the league is that he always SHOOTS THE PUCK. If Pommer shot more, I bet he could score. If Jochen and Derek shot more, I bet they could too. I hate bringing up that obnoxiously cheesy quote of Wayne Gretzky’s, but the guy knew what he was talking about when he said that you miss 100% of the shots you don’t take. IT’S TRUE, SABRES. WHEN YOU DON’T SHOOT THE PUCK, THERE IS NO WAY YOU CAN SCORE.
- I really do believe that the Sabres have some talented players, but someone needs to teach them to start acting like it. Remember last year? Derek was pretty darn good last year. Even Pommer looked pretty good out there. Is it all mental with them? Is there some sort of block in their brain keeping them from playing well? We need to hire some sort of psychologist to get in their heads and figure out what the hell is wrong with them.
- I didn’t pay much attention to the Sabres during warmup last night, and while we all know one of the reasons, there’s another. I noticed it in November, and I noticed it again last night. The Capitals look good even when they’re warming up. The drills they do, and the passing, and the puck-handling. All of it. They look like a good team out there before the game even starts. (One player in particular was absolutely mesmerizing with the puck before the puck even dropped, but I won’t mention him. This post is supposed to be about how much the Sabres suck.)
- And is it just me, or are all of the Sabres incredibly slow skaters? Good grief. It looked like they were trying to navigate through molasses at some times last night.
- Adam Mair scored the first goal for the Sabres last night. It was actually a really nice goal. The thing is, Adam Mair shouldn’t be the one scoring that kind of goal. Thomas Vanek should. Roy should. Pommer should. When Adam Mair, Matt Ellis, and Paul Gaustad are out against Ovechkin, Backstrom, and Kozlov, there is something wrong.
- At this point in the season, I don’t think the Sabres will make the playoffs. If they do, it’ll be a last minute eighth seed, which would (most likely) mean Boston, which would most likely be very embarrassing.
Well, that’s all I have to complain about for now. Have a happy and safe New Year’s Eve, everyone, and we’ll see you tomorrow for The Stupid Fucking Ice Bowl, Take Two!
I HAVE WITNESSED PERFECTION (#49)
December 30, 2008 at 11:08 pm | In 65 Reasons I Love A.M.O., Alex Ovechkin, Buffalo Sabres, Chris Clark, Frostee Loves Way Too Many Guys, Happy!!, I Was At The Game!, Lars Nicklas Backstrom, Lindy Ruff, Losing Sucks, Mike Green, Nathan Gerbe, This Irks Me, Washington Capitals, What Is Up With All These Injuries? | 3 CommentsBut before I discuss that perfection, I have two things to say about the Sabres:
1. They are not very good at hockey. I actually think they might suck at it.
2. I honestly think that Nate-dogg would fit in the palm of my hand.
Okay, so on to the perfection.
ITS NAME IS ALEXANDER OVECHKIN. IT IS BEAUTIFUL AND TALL AND FLEXIBLE AND HOT DAMN, IS IT FAST.
PERFECTION is a funny, funny guy. During the warmup, when I may or may not have had my face pressed against the glass to try and get a good picture, he decided to start banging up against the glass to get it moving for all the devoted fans. THE SIDE OF MY FACE IS NOW TENDER, THANKS TO PERFECTION.
Alex was entranced by the clips from America’s Funniest Home Videos during the first period, but couldn’t care less about the Kiss Cam.
Alex has a habit at a lot of commercial breaks. He takes off his helmet, pours water all over his face and neck, dries off his head and wipes down the visor before putting his helmet back on.
Alex may or may not have ADD. At every stoppage in play he was getting up and sitting on the edge of the bench and skating in circles.
Alex likes grape Gatorade best, from what I can tell.
Alex is a really, really good hockey player. You wouldn’t believe it. He also has a really sexy on-ice voice. I totally swooned when he shouted, “Go! Go!” at Nick Backstrom.
Nick Backstrom has the most gorgeous blonde hair I have ever seen in my life. I really want to run my fingers through it. Kind of like Lane on “Gilmore Girls.”
Chris Clark recognized me. I swear. My dad came down while I was staring at Alex and goes, “Um, Chris Clark was just staring at you and he looked like he recognized you.” Later on I caught him looking again, and I waved every time he skated by. I think he and I are BFFs now.
Mike Green is really hot. Like, super-duper hot.
I. Saw. Joe. He looks just as awesome as I dreamed he would.
I also saw The Goose’s Roost sign, but the pictures didn’t turn out because I was too far away.
The Sabres’ power play is one of the shittiest things I have ever had the misfortune to lay my eyes on.
I hope Lindy was serious when he said that he wasn’t just using “idle threats.” I really want all the big players to get benched. I want to send a message.
I really want the Sabres to start winning again. I miss when they used to win.
But…um…you know what I miss most?
(getting Chris Clark in there was totally unintentional)
(and I swear, he was all over the place. it was like watching Carey Price again)
P.S. Well, now that I’ve seen him, I can try to get back to actual hockey content. I realize that this place had kind of become Alex Ovechkin Central.
Frustration/Ovie, LIVE! Part II (#46)
December 18, 2008 at 5:29 pm | In 65 Reasons I Love A.M.O., Buffalo Sabres, Empty Threats, Happy!!, Huh?, I Was At The Game!, Losing Sucks, This Irks Me | 2 CommentsDear Sabres,
When I haul my sick ass to the game (I actually felt okay when I was there, thanks to the various medications I had taken before leaving, but this morning when I woke up I felt like crap), I expect you to win. When I went two years ago, you won even though I felt so bad I had to leave at the beginning of the third. ( I have a rather long history of staying home sick from school and then dragging myself to hockey games, and if that’s not dedication I don’t know what is) Was I not sick enough for your liking last night? Was that it? Was it because I hadn’t spent the morning with my head in the toilet that you figured I could handle a loss? Geez, Sabres. You guys are meanie heads.
With Love,
Frostee
Last night’s game was a LOT worse than what I had expected. The night started out bad enough with us missing the warmup because traffic was a bitch, and after the national anthems (um, I don’t want to sound like I’m bragging or anything, but Tara and I go way back. Four years ago when our middle school did “Schoolhouse Rock!” for the musical, we were both soloists in “Unpack Your Adjectives.” I sang the first verse. She sang the third one. And I may or may not have pointed that out loudly when she came out) things kind of went down hill. It would have been nice to blame the officiating, because last night made it official that the referees in the league absolutely hate the Sabres, but that’s not really an excuse. Max sucked so badly that at one point in the second period I shouted, “MAX AFINOGENOV, YOU FRUSTRATE ME SO!”, and Crunchy looked really bad. Like, really, really bad. He was flopping like a fish. And the crowd was really dead last night. I could tell they weren’t into that game at all. When Pkaleta scored (AHH, Patty! You were the one bright spot last night. I have missed you so!) there was dead silence for a few seconds until my dad, who was with me on the entire opposite side of the rink, stood up and cheered. No one else in our section seemed to realize that the puck went in. It was almost funny.
Something good happened at the first intermission, however. Something SPECTACULAR. A man who used to work with my dad a really long time ago, and then my mom more recently, has season tickets in our section down in the seventh row. My dad was going to say hi to him and I said I’d tag along, and he got all freaked out and started coming up with these lame excuses as to why I shouldn’t come. ”Oh, uh, you don’t have to. Uh, the aisles are really crowded. How about I go and then I’ll let you know if you should come down. You just stay here and text your friends.” After several minutes of this, it finally clicked. Hehehe. Guess who will be sitting in redonkulously badass seats (seventh row, section 115) at the Capitals game eleven days? Ha. That would be ME! (Dear Alex, If your grandfather gets sick again and you fly to Russia again, I will SLIT MY WRISTS. Just thought I’d let you know. With Love, Frostee)
My friend and I were talking the other day about how we both got some really great presents last year (I actually think last year was the best Santa/the Hanukkah Fairy has ever treated me) and it will be hard to beat this year, but now I’m not so sure. I only have three things on my list (proving that I am the poster child for scaling back in these times of economic recession):
1. Tickets to the Sabres/Capitals game. Check
2. An Ovechkin jersey. Check. My parents refused to make eye contact the other day when it was mentioned. They only do that when I’ve figured out what I’m getting.
3. A laptop.
Now, you may be looking at this list and saying how I may only be asking for a few things, but they’re kind of expensive. Well, when you take everything into account, it really balances out. The hockey tickets will be free, because the man who is giving them to us is the nicest guy and absolutely refused to accept money for them. (I think that’s due to my charm and good manners. When my mom went to visit him today and get the tickets, he told her how he hadn’t seen me in several years and was amazed at how polite and poised and charming I had become. I’ve always had pretty good manners, but I didn’t know I was poised or charming. Huh.) The jersey is what I want for Hanukkah, and there wasn’t any shipping fee if it was ordered before November 30, and it would be a present spanning eight whole days! And sure, you could argue that the laptop is still pretty expensive. But when you remember that the two hockey tickets this year are free, and the four Kissmas Bash tickets and the two Winter Classic tickets I got last year were also free, you would see that the money that was saved on all those things could be applied to the laptop. So, there.
Yikes. That felt like a freaking proof. I had my statements and my reasons nicely organized.
I Probably Should Have Been Miserable, But That Game Was AWESOME
November 2, 2008 at 10:06 am | In Alex Ovechkin, Bills, Chris Clark, Dan Paille, Donald Brashear, I Was At The Game!, Jose Theodore, Mike Green, Montreal Canadiens, Patrick Kaleta, Ryan Miller, Thomas Vanek, Tim Connolly, Toronto Maple Leafs, Winning Is Totally Awesome | 2 Comments
- Crunchy is the BEST Sabres Boyfriend a girl could ever ask for. After the game he called me and told me that he got the shutout because he felt so bad that I didn’t get to see Ovie.
- I’m really afraid I’m causing tension in the Caps’ dressing room, because Chris Clark was flirting with me during warmup. Even my dad noticed. All the sudden I realized that someone was staring at me, and when I looked over he was totally grinning at me/checking me out, but as soon as he saw me looking he quickly looked away.
It was like seventh grade all over again. The second he caught me looking, he quick turned away before I could take a good picture. Hmph. He has an AWESOME smile.
- Every single time Donald Brashear was on the ice, we cracked up. We LOVE Brashear.
- The following conversation took place in between the warm-up and the first period: Frostee: “So, this isn’t as mind-numbingly painful as I thought it would be, but I still really miss Ovie. We will have to get tickets in December.” Frostee’s Dad: ”Yeah, but he could break his leg right before.” Frostee: ”What are the chances of that?” Frostee’s Dad: ”Well, what were the chances of him having to go to Russia this week to be with his grandfather?” Frostee: ”Excellent, since on Sunday night you said at dinner ‘Hmm, I wonder what could possibly happen to Ovie to prevent him from playing on Saturday’.”
- Mike Green is much hotter in person, I must confess.
- Who didn’t love that Pkaleta assist on Paille’s goal?
- Speaking of Paille, he won the “Player Frostee wants to hug the most” Award last night after that interview at the intermissions. Oh my goodness, is he cuddly/lovable.
- Um, can we play against Jose Theodore more often? Please?
- I heart Harbor Club chicken fingers. I haven’t had them since fifth grade, when we were at HSBC Arena for a tour. (My mom and I were talking about it and agreed that it was probably the best field trip EVER. We ate at the Harbor Club, saw where they kept the Zambonis, went in the press box, sat on the bench, and went in the dressing room. Then we went to Shea’s)
- We here at TFF Headquarters would like George McPhee to suck it.
We don’t fault Ovie for leaving for Russia to be with his grandfather, but we do kind of fault George for letting him go. - Speaking of Ovie, did the fans of Buffalo last night really think it was necessary to chant “A.O.”? Because, you know, he wasn’t even at the game. He probably did not hear them.
- What the HELL is up with Montreal AND Toronto rallying to win?
- Dear Darcy, Please fire Timmy. With Love, Frostee.
- Some eleven year-old boy with way too much hair gel kept shooting me these dirty looks every time I cheered or shouted at the players. It was REALLY annoying.
- I totally love Thomas Vanek.
- Go Bills!! Beat the Bretts Jets!
Pictures! (And A Reason To Get Excited!!)
October 12, 2008 at 5:37 pm | In Alex Ovechkin, Alexei Kovalev, I Was At The Game!, Montreal Canadiens, Players, Rob Ray, Ryan Miller, Sergei Kostitsyn | 1 CommentI uploaded my pictures from the game, and I’m going to warn you now: some are blurry (but I’ll try to weed those out. Which means you won’t get any of Crunchy and Petey by the net. [But rest assured, they were there like always]). I was FREEZING, and I may or may not have been a little jittery from excitement.
I decided that I definitely like the new center ice logo. I think I’m going to have to get a shirt with the original logo on it. I get the feeling that they’re trying to phase out the slug (and as long as we don’t go back to the goat, I think I’m okay with that).
As you can see in this picture, Rob Ray wants us to think that he can write. Rob, I’ve skimmed your autobiography/memoir thingie. You can not write. I’m sorry.
(On the one where I managed to zoom in and catch him looking up, one of the overzealous Habs fans next to me decided to bump me. I gave him a very dirty look)
And I may or may not have squealed like a little girl and jumped up and down and whirled around to gesture wildly at my mom (who was in her seat reading the program) when Crunchy came out. And since she knows it’s wisest to humor me when we’re at hockey games, she nodded and gave me a thumbs-up.
Frostee’s train of thought at this point: OHMIGODOHMIGODOHMIGODTHERE’SAHOCKEYPLAYERANDMOREARECOMINGOHMIGODOHMIGODHOCKEYISALMOSTHERE!!!!
Frostee’s train of thought at this point: OHMIGODTHEREAREHOCKEYPLAYERS!! LOTS OF THEM!! AND THEY’RE GETTING READY TO PLAY HOCKEY!!!!
Alexei Kovalev is a total retard and kept skating in the way whenever I was trying to take a picture. An adorable shot of Royzie and Petey standing together on the blue line was ruined thanks to him.
And he wouldn’t let me get a shot of his face.
Frostee’s train of thought: Whoa! Zoom out!!!
This next one is the reason to get excited:
No, I’m not suddenly in love with Sergei, if that’s what you’re thinking. (Although I had no problem with his decision to plop down right in front of me and start stretching) This picture made me all excited and squeal-y because I wasn’t using zoom. That was how close Mr. Kostitsyn was to me, and do you know what that means, Dear Readers? In one day shy of three weeks, Alex Ovechkin will be that close to me. Without the zoom.
P.S. My mom and I were discussing the sign I plan on making for the game, and we decided that the likelihood of him actually agreeing to sign my hat during the warm-up depends on how “in the zone” he gets before games. I’m assuming that he doesn’t get all serious and whatnot, since I’ve seen pictures of him chewing gum (he’s really good at blowing bubbles) and sticking his tongue out and stuff, but I have not been able to confirm. Has anybody reading this seen him play live before? (BTW, if you have, I totally hate you and think you are the luckiest bastard on the planet) Does he seem like the kind of guy that would go along with it if an attractive, sincere high school girl asked him to sign her Caps hat? I will have a Sharpie on hand (because as Caitlin pointed out when I told her my diabolical plan “He’s not gonna have a marker with him while he’s warming up”), and I will even be wearing my Miller t-shirt. I just think it would be so awesome if he did. *swoons at the thought*
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