Yesterday we took Boomer to see her first game at The Rawk. Because the Devils were playing the Wings, it was “Honor the 1995 Cup Team” night, and they showed a little two-part documentary during the intermissions about that SCF. It was a standard-format documentary, with a narrator reading a script over game highlights, flavoring snippets of the real-time TV commentary from the series, and frequent flavoring clips of interviews with Devils players reminiscing about that Cup run. What was hilarious was that every interview clip of Shawn Chambers involved him stated whatever obvious thing the narrator just said. Like the part where they got to Nieder’s coast-to-coast goal in Detroit, and after the narration explained that Nieder was young and fast, Chambers popped up to say, “Scott Niedermayer was such a fast skater.” Thanks, Shawn! In that spirit, here is a documentary post about our day yesterday, with Shawn Chambers providing the insider commentary.
Narrator: It was a perfect December Saturday at stately IPB Manor. There was hockey on the TV, quilt fabric to be cut, Christmas cookies to be eaten, presents strewn about everywhere, and snow gently falling outside. And there was a festive spirit in the air, as the Ookies were taking Boomer to her first game at The Rawk that evening.
Shawn Chambers: It was snowing outside. And that’s a lot of presents.
Narrator: At about a quarter to five, the denizens of stately IPB Manor put on their Devils sweaters, loaded up their camera bags, and piled into the car; they were finally going to try driving to a game instead of having to wait for the train. Armed with Christmas carols on their iPod, everything should have been perfect for an easy drive to Newark, but the Ookies and Boomer hadn’t counted on the lousy weather. Snow is great when you’re home and don’t have anywhere to go, but it’s a completely different creature when you’re trying to drive in it.
Shawn Chambers: Snow is hard to drive in!
Narrator: While Pookie struggled with the low visibility, Schnookie tried to take pictures to preserve a sense of the yuckiness of the roads for generations to come. Ultimately, Pookie did a better job with the driving than Schnookie did with the camera.
Shawn Chambers: Someone needed to take the camera away from Schnookie.
Narrator: The drive was an adventure. There was a call to 911 to report a minor accident that, as it turned out, had already been reported.
Shawn Chambers: The Ookies and Boomer called 911. They were trying to be good citizens.
Narrator: There were the weird new traffic patterns on Rte. 1 in New Brunswick.
Shawn Chambers: The traffic patterns on 1 in New Brunswick are weird.
Narrator: And then there was the matter of the driving directions to the parking garage that the Devils offer on their website.
Shawn Chambers: The Devils offer driving directions to the arena parking.
Narrator: Before leaving the house, the Ookies tried to match up the directions with a look at the area on Google Maps, but the interchanges between the Turnpike, 78, 1-9, and everything else around Exit 14 is nothing but a tangle of ramps and cloverleafs when you look at a map.
Shawn Chambers: The map makes no sense.
Narrator: But as it turns out, the directions on the Devils site are tragically vague. It would have been helpful to clarify whether a person should be taking the ramp for 1-9 north or 1-9 south, and also to figure out whether they really mean that the exit to 21 is three miles after getting on 1-9 (north? South? Who even knows?).
Shawn Chambers: Those directions make no sense.
Narrator: Before long, after getting off the Turnpike, the Ookies realized they were lost.
Shawn Chambers: The Prudential Center isn’t in Elizabeth.
Narrator: It was 6:15 at this point, and the GPS system in Pookie’s car wasn’t helping, because no one knew what the area they were looking for was supposed to look like, thanks to the street map in that area being a Gordian knot, and the Devils-provided driving directions being a pile of poop. Some bickering flared up.
Shawn Chambers: Schnookie was sorry she ruined Pookie’s life, and vice versa. Boomer was sorry that she got dragged into this in the first place.
Narrator: Wishy-washiness set in, that sense of “we’ll just keep driving in a straight line in this direction forever and ever now that we’re lost, because there’s simply no point in ever trying to be found again” ennui. Pookie’s iPhone’s GPS was brought into play. The iPhone told the Ookies that they were 1 hour and 48 minutes from the arena. It was 6:30.
Shawn Chambers: That sucked.
Narrator: Despair overtook the stately IPB Car. They were going to miss the game at this rate. But then they realized that the iPhone was giving them walking directions.
Shawn Chambers: It’s faster to drive than to walk.
Narrator: It turns out they were just 12 minutes from the arena. But they hit every stoplight in Elizabeth and Newark along the way, so they arrived inside the arena just as the Devils starting lineup was being announced.
Shawn Chambers: They didn’t miss any action!
Narrator: The trauma of the trip to the arena was quickly forgotten, though, because Boomer’s mind was blown by the awesomeness of the arena, and by the awesomeness of their seats.
Shawn Chambers: The fifth-row seats rocked. They had a really good view of the ice, and of the Devils bench. It was cool.
Narrator: As if they knew this was Boomer’s Christmas present, the Devils decided not to suck in the first period, unlike recent games. In fact, they went up 2-0, including one of those crazy Johnny Oduya goals where he gets the puck in his own zone, starts skating, realizes the other team sucks, and just scores on his own. He does that whenever the Ookies are at the game in person, so it was a great convergence of his return to the lineup and their return to Newark.
Shawn Chambers: Johnny Oduya likes the Ookies.
Narrator: The Ookies are total girls, and got all excited when Zach took off his helmet on the bench.
Shawn Chambers: Zach’s dreamy. I love it when he takes his helmet off on the bench.
Narrator: Having been in the building in October for Marty’s shutout against the Hurricanes, the Ookies were highly confident they were going to see the record-setting shutout on this night. They were wrong.
Shawn Chambers: 2-1 is not nearly as good a score as 2-0.
Narrator: But things started looking up again when PandoNation’s emperor-god got an assist! Welcome back to the lineup, Pando! Pando also almost scored a goal, but the puck was pulled off the goal line by a Wings defender; Schnookie thinks that should have counted.
Shawn Chambers: 3-1 is a very good score, and 4-1 would have been even better.
Narrator: But this is the Devils, and it wouldn’t be a Devils game lately without a blown third-period lead.
Shawn Chambers: 3-3 is not nearly as good a score as 3-1.
Narrator: AndyGreeneNation’s emperor-god took a bit of a stumble in the eyes of his adoring people.
Shawn Chambers: It wasn’t Blandy’s best game.
Narrator: But a game in person is all about the experience, and Boomer and the Ookies had a great time. There was lots of action on the ice, and the chicken fingers in the Fire Lounge were plentiful.
Shawn Chambers: Chicken fingers taste good.
Narrator: The only problem was that rude guy in front of them who wouldn’t sit down.
Shawn Chambers: Victory Euro Mats is so rude. He thinks he’s the only person at the arena.
Narrator: In the end, Boomer’s Christmas present turned out to be a 4-3 shootout win! WOO HOOO!
Shawn Chambers: In actual hockey terms, that’s less a 4-3 win than a somewhat disappointing 3-3 tie. The Devils didn’t fool Boomer that much.
Narrator: But it was a great a great night, and the stately IPB Car did not get lost on its way back home.
Shawn Chambers: Getting home is nice.
Yeah, it wasn’t Greener’s best game last night, but so what? He played 30.11 minutes of great hockey against Tampa the night before (and assisted on the game winner) and, honestly, he did better than Oduya (that goal was sheer luck). No reason to pick on him…yet. Let’s see how he does on Monday…
So glad the Ookies and Boomer had a good time, despite the Gordian knot of interstate thingys. A pretty good game until the last second. For me, anyways. Oh, the Bertuzzi curse. It’s like the stench of week old roadkill. We need a shaman to burn sage and smoke him out.
No reason to pick on him…yet.
Yeah, I know. We were just laughing that Pookie was finally like, “I’ve found an interim emperor-god in Paulie’s absence!” and then we get up to the arena, and Greene’s all, like, nervous to be playing in front of her or something. Heh. I still love him. :D
Oh, the Bertuzzi curse. It’s like the stench of week old roadkill.
:^::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: It was a good game for both sides, wasn’t it? The Wings had a good come-from-behind tie, and the Devils got the official win. We’re ALL winners here (except for those stuck with Bertuzzi on their team :P)!
Holy Cow! Is that the actual map? I’d have gotten lost too!
My favorite part was the iPhone directions being set for walking directions. HeHeHe. Dave would have been filing for divorce from me at that point.
I’m glad you had a great time and thanks for sharing.
Hilarious. Love reading the additional insight from Shawn!
We (Val and I) laughed out loud when we were reading about you guys getting lost. Not because you got lost, but because of the “bickering” that flared up. That happens to us on every road trip we go on! As soon as we take a wrong turn, we start fighting.
I wish we could have given you directions! It’s an easy drive. I also wish I had told you that their directions would suck! You should take Exit 13A.
Amazing how GPS always fails when you need it the most. Ours got confused in the heart of Dallas last year. We returned that sucker when we got back from that epic trip!
I’m afraid I’m going to have to agree with Shawn Chambers about the map. That one makes no sense. :D
(I’m pretty sure Shawn Chambers played for the Stars once, but I won’t swear to it.)
I’m glad y’all had fun! Great pictures of the action on the ice!
I’m really jealous of the many christmas presents on your picture, of the hockey game, of the amazing seats at the hockey game, and above all of the SNOW! I want snow!
Seriously, that sounds like a perfect weekend, I’m glad for you!
Good morning! I loved the story and pics from your trip. I think I gave myself a headache looking at that map. How is anyone supposed to figure that one out?
Are we all ready for tonight’s epic Sabres / Devils matchup?
Morning, everyone!
My favorite part was the iPhone directions being set for walking directions. HeHeHe. Dave would have been filing for divorce from me at that point.
Yeah, the phone was definitely the worst part. I don’t really know how to use it, but I was really confident that the map was going to be easier to read from the phone than the GPS because it’s more like Google Maps. So I’m there trying to convince Schnookie to use it but she’s correctly pissed off that it’s hard to use. So she’s there like, “HOW DO I GET RID OF THIS STUPID PIN???” And I’m like, “I HAVE NO IDEA, GET OFF MY BACK ABOUT THE STUPID PIN! JUST LOOK AT THE MAP!” and she’s all “I CAN’T SEE THE MAP BECAUSE THE PIN IS IN THE WAY YOU PHONE SUCKS AND YOU’RE STUPID!” and I’m all “FINE, I’LL JUST DROP YOU OFF HERE AND YOU CAN WALK!” I could do that, because Schnookie had, at that point, walking directions to the arena. Heh.
Actually, the worst part was, every time I went to zoom in or out on the map to find where we were, Schnookie would then tap the screen to make it move to illustrate whatever point she was trying to make. That’s what was sending me over the edge. That’s what almost made me drive over a divided highway curb. (OK, that’s not true. The darkness and my growing desperation made me not see that there was a curb. It was a bad, bad scene.)
Pam, you say 13A is easier, eh? We may have to hit you up for directions next time we go.
Good morning, everyone! I’m so glad we’re not the only ones who can’t figure that map out. I was afraid after we added it to the post that y’all would be like, “Whoa. What is THEIR problem? That’s clear as day!” Heh. (And Grrrreg, I’m jealous of myself for all those presents. I know what’s in 2/3rds of them, and I think I can vouch for their awesomenes… :D)
Amy, I am SO ready for Devils/Sabres! BRING IT!!!
I could do that, because Schnookie had, at that point, walking directions to the arena. Heh.
:^::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: The iPhone map also wasn’t loading. So Pookie was all, “JUST LOOK AT THE MAP AND TELL ME WHERE WE’RE SUPPOSED TO BE GOING!” (all while we’re still hurtling forward, and farther and farther from the arena) and I’m all, “IT’S NOT A MAP! IT’S JUST A GRAY GRID! THERE IS NO MAP! THIS IS USELESS!” and then she’s all, “IT’S NOT USELESS, YOU’RE USELESS!” and I’m all, “POOKIE YOU IGNORANT SLUT!” and it was generally a bad scene. But yes, eventually it loaded and I could have walked. :P
:^:::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: Y’all have just EXPONENTIALLY increased the quality of my incredibly shitty day. I wanted to copy/italicise everything that made me laugh, but it was most of the post + the comment thread, so that doesn’t really work :P
Aw, Mags, I’m sorry your day’s been so shitty, and happy to help you! I’m also glad that our tale of woe can bring such joy to others’ lives. :P (Actually, most of the horror of the being lost had reached “we can laugh at it” point pretty much in the moment. So it wasn’t TOO bad. And it was all kind of worth it for the palpable relief of discovering we were only 12 minutes from the arena, not 108. Heh heh.) Plus, Devils from the fifth row! And the game was so much fun that we’re actually voluntarily going to go back again later this season! What’s come OVER us??
And the game was so much fun that we’re actually voluntarily going to go back again later this season! What’s come OVER us??
Are you MAD? Wait, no, don’t answer that.
You two sound like my sister and me, when we were in the car last Christmas. We had the same thing happen with the walking/driving directions, and we got just as snippy with each other. Once we’d figured it out we had to pull over because we were laughing so hard.
(also, italicising things on my phone is not as easy as it is on the computer… I wonder if it worked out right)
This is too funny, ladies. And having been lost with my sister a time or two (the time we were in a not-even-remotely-nice area of Memphis well after dark being a highlight) I sympathize. I’m glad the game was fun though.
And should I ever go to the Rock will be sure to take public transit.
What’s come OVER us??
Sounds like the love of hockey is outweighing the difficulties of accessing the arena with your own car.
the time we were in a not-even-remotely-nice area of Memphis well after dark being a highlight
Isn’t that ALWAYS where that happens? It just wouldn’t be fun unless there’s a slight fear of losing your life. :P
And Mags, I’m so glad we’re not the only people who forget we’ve got the iPhone GPS set to “walk”! :D
Sounds like the love of hockey is outweighing the difficulties of accessing the arena with your own car.
Heh. It might also be love of the club seats’ chicken fingers. :D
Isn’t that ALWAYS where that happens? It just wouldn’t be fun unless there’s a slight fear of losing your life. :P
It so is. Because otherwise you could pull over, take a moment, and figure out where you are. But no, instead it’s you just have to lock the doors, keep the windows up, and keep driving God knows where.
But no, instead it’s you just have to lock the doors, keep the windows up, and keep driving God knows where.
:^:::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: At least we have GPSes and cell phones nowadays. I remember back when you just had to use paper maps when you were in a situation where you weren’t comfortable asking for directions. I mean, how did we LIVE?
I mean, how did we LIVE?
Looking at life then with the same perspective as we use to look at life now, the simple answer is that we didn’t live. We simply existed. (Ha! Eat that, philosophy Professor!)
Paper maps? The fuck?
Actually, a paper map got us through Baltimore many years ago. And why do we always get lost in the shadiest part of town?
It’s funny, off the top of my head I can’t give directions from Exit 13A. It just comes naturally now, and I have no idea what roads we’re on…I’ll have to look it up.
the simple answer is that we didn’t live. We simply existed.
Ooooh, you just BLEW MY MIND! :P
Ooooh, you just BLEW MY MIND! :P
Did I? Doesn’t take much then, eh? :PPPPPP
Doesn’t take much then, eh?
Heh heh. No it does not. Especially not on a Monday. And doubly especially not on this Monday. :P
the simple answer is that we didn’t live. We simply existed.
That was pretty deep, Mags.
My sister and I would not have gotten into a fight over it, because we both take after our dad in situations like that and are annoyingly patient and logical. But when I’m with Dave, he immediately hits the panic button, assumes that I’m an idiot who cannot read a map to save her life, refuses to listen to anything I say at that point and usually yanks the map from my hand. (There might be some slight exageration there, but not much. Heh.) This would be followed by some yelling on my part, ending with, “Fine, do what you want!” And he usually does.
Also, I love the picture of your living room, it contains everything that an Ookie living room should contain.
–snow in the window
–tons of presents
–hockey on the tv
–a laptop
–a camera
Those are exactly the things I see in my mind’s eye when I think of the Ookies living room!
(There might be some slight exageration there, but not much. Heh.)
:^:::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: That sounds even less functional than Pookie and I do when we’re having driving-direction bickering! And I’m sure the exaggeration in your telling of it is minor, at worst. :D
And I’m so glad that our living room meets all expectations! Hee hee!
That was pretty deep, Mags.
Blame Thomas Kuhn and his stupid paradigm shifts. My friends and I keep reminiscing about the things we learned in class and going “but this new paradigm we live in is incommensurable with the old paradigm, so we can’t possible be expected to understand today, that which we learned yesterday!” (In very posh accents, because we are very posh students. Uhhuh)
Those are exactly the things I see in my mind’s eye when I think of the Ookies living room!
And snow! There should be snow in the window. At least in the late fall/winter.
In very posh accents, because we are very posh students. Uhhuh
:^:::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: You sound just like students in some Merchant Ivory movie! :D
And there should be snow in our living room window YEAR-ROUND! :P
You sound just like students in some Merchant Ivory movie! :D
Hmm, the only M-I movie I have ever seen is “A Room With A View”, and I liked that, so I’m going to take it as a compliment :D
And there should be snow in our living room window YEAR-ROUND!
I wouldn’t go that far. Unless you had that snow in a can crap.
And I just realized tonight’s game is on Versus. This is the second of three Versus games in a row for my little ducklings. I guess as Santa giveth with MTV’s Jersey Shore, Santa taketh away with Versus broadcasts.
I was at the Rawk for the Wings game too! Darn it I wish I had known and I would have said, “Holla, Ookies! Holla, Boomer!”"
I too went with my mom, as we were there in ’95 and we got all nostalgic. I was in my usual partials, upper deck in the corner where the Devs attack twice. VE Mats is kinda, sorta waving to me.
BTW did you see the ’95 version of me on the Jumbotron between the 2nd and 3rd periods? I was standing and waving those little pom pom shakers they handed out that year. I look like a total dork. A delirioulsy happy dork, but a dork none the less.
And I just realized tonight’s game is on Versus.
Oh brilliant. That would explain why ESPN America is showing it. And here I was, all excited about watching it on my tv instead of on the internet. Blast.
BTW did you see the ‘95 version of me on the Jumbotron between the 2nd and 3rd periods?
DAMMIT! I didn’t notice you! I was laughing at the guy in the Hooters shirt, though. I thought it was funny during the Jumbotron feature that I turned to Pookie during the G4 sequence and said, “Dude, can you even IMAGINE? That would be CRAZY to be able to be at that game.” Pause. “Oh, right! I CAN imagine! In fact, I don’t HAVE to imagine.” Me so smrt. (Also, the day any of us don’t look like dorks at a hockey game is a sad day indeed. :P) (And I loved those pom poms. I was featured prominently [looking like a dork] on the SportsCenter highlights of whichever game the Devils won in the second round in ’97 waving those little pom poms. That’s my only good memory of that series.)
And I’m sorry we didn’t see the ’09 version of you and your mom at the game!
And I just realized tonight’s game is on Versus.
Yeeeeeeeeeees. There’s a reason Pookie didn’t shift nights to not be working the late shift tonight.
At least we have GPSes and cell phones nowadays. I remember back when you just had to use paper maps when you were in a situation where you weren’t comfortable asking for directions. I mean, how did we LIVE?
Heh…that would be the way my sister and I still live, I’m afraid. (We do have cell phones but they don’t do anything so fancy as giving us directions.) We drove around the country with a bag full of paper maps from AAA. I actually kind of enjoy it though.
And here I was, all excited about watching it on my tv instead of on the internet. Blast.
Versus ruins everything.
Good morning class! How are you today?
Shawn Chambers: Zach’s dreamy. I love it when he takes his helmet off on the bench
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Teehee. Shawn Chambers is a dolt.
This was a most enjoyable post on this chilly day. Thanks Ookies!
Also, you have all those presents wrapped. Amazing work. And it’s only December 7th. You have excellent time management skills.
WOOO!!!! Fifth row, free food and and two points. Sound like a great time.
Myra is right that I really am bad about taking the wrong turn (and not asking her until afterwards which way we should go) then just going in the general direction until we find our bearings. It’s against the guy code to stop once you take a wrong turn.
Myra, just be glad I’m not my uncle.
Carol, I am SOOOOOO not a cat person, but that picture of Oscar on your blog post showing off his tummy is freakin adorable. What a bad ass.
Myra, just be glad I’m not my uncle.
Yeah, you make a very good point there. Although I worry about what the future may hold? :P
Love you, Babe!
Can I just say how much I hate working on commission statements and how incredibly bored I am and that I wish I were out finishing up my Christmas shopping?!?!
Let’s see what else can I whine about…..
Good morning class! How are you today?
Good evening Mrs Browne! Given the circumstances, quite well, thank you, Mrs Browne!
Myra, just be glad I’m not my uncle.
Ruh-roh…
Let’s see what else can I whine about…..
I’ll play. I’ve got so much homework, I’m actually glad of this fscking injury so I have more time to do it.
I was supposed to have (cosmetic) surgery on Wednesday, but the surgeon cancelled because he’s got H1N1. Jerk.
My teachers is deluding himself if he thinks we can condense 98 pages of boring drab on capitalism into 2000 words, and actually have the summary make sense. And I hate that I care enough that I’m actually trying.
Carol, I’m glad you enjoyed the post!
And Hub, I’m really impressed that you’re willing to admit that Myra’s telling of the way you two interact when you’re lost was accurate! I was expecting more of a rebuttal… :D
Can I just say how much I hate working on commission statements and how incredibly bored I am and that I wish I were out finishing up my Christmas shopping?!?!
I’m right there with you, other than that I’m already done (obviously :D) with my Christmas shopping. Can I just be out enjoying the stack of presents at home?
What a bummer that your surgery got put off, Mags!
And what a bigger bummer that your homework sucks so bad…
You’re making me feel better about being stuck at work, though. :P
You’re making me feel better about being stuck at work, though. :P
To paraphrase the Prophet Schnookie: I’m also glad that my tale of woe can bring such joy to others’ lives. (;P)
I’m also glad that my tale of woe can bring such joy to others’ lives.
:^::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: Isn’t it nice that we’re all here for each other? :P
that picture of Oscar on your blog post showing off his tummy is freakin adorable. What a bad ass.
I wasn’t a cat person either, B.O. (before Oscar). Now I just can’t get enough. And he really is a bad ass. But snuggly, too.
Good evening Mrs Browne! Given the circumstances, quite well, thank you, Mrs Browne!
Oh Mags! I love our time zone differences! The hockey…it brought us together. Hockey could create world peace at this rate.
Hockey could create world peace at this rate.
:^:::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: You’re so right!
Oh, and because I can’t move my right arm, I can’t tie my hair in a ponytail and it is getting in the way. *whinewhinewhinewhinewhine* I’m glad there was so much cheese on my lasagna.
Dave’s uncle is the epitome of the absent minded professor (taught chemistry at Baylor for 30+ years). He is the only person I know who has actually been hit by his own car, while he was driving it. His car was in his driveway which slopes to the street. As he got out of it, it began to roll backwards. He tried to get back in it to stop but the door took him out instead. Knocked him. He was lucky because the car rolled across the street into the neighbors’ driveway, hit the neighbors house hard. Bounced forward and back down the neighbors’ sloped driveway, back across the street and hit his carport where it finally stopped. I say he was lucky because he came to enough to move out of the way when the car returned to his driveway and managed to avoid getting hit a second time.
Honest to God, True Story. This is the family I married into. :)
my right arm,
LEFT, LEFT arm! Damnit.
Hockey could create world peace at this rate.
If you’re expecting me to make friendly with the Rangers, think again.
Myra, *stunned silence*. Yeah. I got nothing. That really brings my suffering into perspective!
Ok, Mags, I missed the original tale of your injury. What did you do to your LEFT, LEFT arm?!?
Myra that story is . . . something else. I shall never refer to anyone in my family as absent minded again.
Myra, that story is truly awesome, in the literal definition of “awesome”. I’m humbled! And yeah, I agree with Meg — that really sets the bar pretty high for absent-mindedness.
Honest to God, True Story. This is the family I married into. :)
That’s awesome. Sounds like half of my family.
Great post about the game, Ookies. That map is rediculous!
So check this out…woke up this morning and all over the ground there was ALMOST AN INCH OF SNOW! Can you believe that? I think the last time snow hit the ground out here was around 2001. It was all gone by 8:00 am or so, but still.
Ok, Mags, I missed the original tale of your injury.
You didn’t miss anything, because I haven’t told the story. It was such a stupid accident that I didn’t really want to. But anyway: one of my (Pronger-sized, but thinks he’s Gionta-sized) teammates ran into me during practice this morning, just as I was snatching a puck out of the air and I dislocated my shoulder. Went for xrays and got lucky with an open slot on the MRI machine. Nothing is torn, so no surgery necessary, but my season is over. They’ve strapped it all up, I’m being fitted for a brace tomorrow, and we’ll go from there.
woke up this morning and all over the ground there was ALMOST AN INCH OF SNOW! Can you believe that?
You’ve got snow but we don’t?! THE UNIVERSE IS CONSPIRING AGAINST ME!
And on that cheerful note, I will go back to reading about how your American capitalist system only works for you because of your cultural history! *whinewhinewhinewhinewhine* ;)
…ran into me during practice this morning, just as I was snatching a puck out of the air and I dislocated my shoulder.
Drag dude. So sorry to hear it Mags. Hope you have a miraculous comeback!
Oh Gees! Mags! I’m so sorry! I’m glad you don’t have to have surgery but are you (and I know this is a really stupid question to ask but I’m asking anyway) in a lot of pain?
I’m sending a big Mama Myra hug but only on your right side.
And a WAY COOL to snow for Andrew!
So far the major issue driving with Dave is that he stops for green lights and runs red lights when he is feeling particularly distracted which is a lot these days. I wonder if that is why Patty never wants to ride with us to the games?
Hope you have a miraculous comeback!
Maybe. But I think I might go play rec league next year. I’m fucking tired of getting hurt.
Mags, I’m so sorry about your shoulder! I hope it heals up super-quickly for you!
And andrew, that’s AWESOME about the snow! That sounds like almost more snow than we had this weekend!! Lucky you!
are you in a lot of pain?
It’s not so bad, actually! Once they put it back in most of the pain was gone (this may have had something to do with the local anaesthetic, heh). But it’s totally manageable with painkillers.
I wonder if that is why Patty never wants to ride with us to the games?
Hmmm…this is possible.
That sounds like almost more snow than we had this weekend!! Lucky you!
I know! I was watching the news this morning, waiting for them to cancel work. Turns out they don’t do that. The only bummer is that it got down to about 26 degrees last night. So that will most likely be the end of the garden for the season.
Mags, I’m so sorry about your shoulder! I hope it heals up super-quickly for you!
Shoulder surgery? Oh drat. I thought it was code for “boob job”. Heh.
Mags, I’m sending healing vibes to your shoulder. With my mind.
Myra, that is the most amazing story I’ve ever heard!
andrew, that’s so cool that you got snow! Sorry about the garden, but dude, it’s December! You’re supposed to be inside, snug as a bug, not gardening! I was out in our garden this weekend and was shocked, as I always am, with how much bigger it seems when it’s not overrun with potato, tomato, and pepper plants.
Mags, sorry about your shoulder!
I thought it was code for “boob job”
You need to make friends with my teammates. First thing one of them said when I called to say I didn’t need surgery was “So you’re not getting a boob job? Damn.” They’re so classy.
I thought it was code for “boob job”. Heh.
HA!
Sorry about the garden, but dude, it’s December! You’re supposed to be inside, snug as a bug, not gardening!
Haha..I know! But it’s like 65 degrees here….shit’s still growing! I ripped out the last of the lemon basil this weekend, but I was still getting zucchini, tomatoes(!), and habaneros (!!) up until now. Not as much as in October, but still.
Tomatoes?!? You were very lucky to keep them going for so long.
I refuse to eat out of season pale tomatoes. Bleh.
They’re so classy.
That’s what they call me. Classy Carol Browne. ;-)
I refuse to eat out of season pale tomatoes.
I was at the grocery store Saturday and the tomatoes were so pale, I was wondering if they were some sort of new albino variety.
And as a welcome back to Buffalo moment, Andrew Peters’ Devils teammates taped all of his sticks together before practice today.
And as a welcome back to Buffalo moment, Andrew Peters’ Devils teammates taped all of his sticks together before practice today.
Some moments, I catch myself loving those little punks :D
Tomatoes?!? You were very lucky to keep them going for so long.
Definitely. The Yellow Perfections that I planted took a while to take off, but once they did there was no stopping them.
And as a welcome back to Buffalo moment, Andrew Peters’ Devils teammates taped all of his sticks together before practice today.
Hell of a nice guy, but man, I’m so glad he’s not taking up a roster spot anymore.
Hell of a nice guy, but man, I’m so glad he’s not taking up a roster spot anymore.
Oh sure, rub it in! :P