Killer’s Been Found Too

Speaking of calling off searches, I found Killer. He is alive and presumed hungover. I take my brother to a Bruins game every year for his birthday. Saturday’s Original Six tilt at the Garden between Boston and Chicago was this year’s game. Killer had alerted us he was going, so MOL, my brother and I drove him in to town and enjoyed some pizza and fights at Halftime Pizza. Killer was meeting some buddies, including frequent Goonblog commenter, KSpecial, so it really worked out for all. The pizza was excellent, and the 25 ouncer Killer started off his day with looked frickin tasty too. Killer, great to see you. Let’s not go so long next time eh?

As for the game, it was an n excellent tilt. The Bruins played very well, and I really like The Blackhawks this year. In fact they are the first two time winner of NHL Center Ice team of the year for me. They are young, fast, and tough. I really can’t think of a better cup final than Boston over Chicago.

In typical us fashion, that guy, or in this case, those guys were seated next to us. My brother is a magnet for that guy. It’s well documented he always sits next to that guy. Until I quit boozing, often times it was his little brother, but in yesterdays case it were two knuckleheads in our row. At least they were on the end, so everyone had to get up every time they got a beer. Mid period. As the play was going on. Oh, and the Bruins were about to score. MOL started out next to them when they arrived with about 7 minutes left in the first. I had the pleasure for the 2nd and 3rd. He quote, Oh, you are going to love those idiots. One of them doesn’t shut the fuck up, and the other is just an idiot, could not have been truer. By the third period, the one that didn’t shut up was so cocked; he had a three step process to take a sip off beer. It was two misses, a head bob, and then a little spill down the throat. They left with about 2 minutes left in the game to meet some friends at a bar. I pray the bouncer/bartender at whatever establishment they stumbled to recognized these two had enough, and needed a fresh 24. I forgot to mention, before they left, they agreed Mario Lemieux was the greatest ever because he was just like Cam Neely, only 20 times more talented. I’m serious; I wish I were making this up.