Wait! We Remember Now!

Literally the instant we hit “Publish” on this doozy of a post, Pookie remembered — kind of — what we wanted to write about:

We were discussing how Edmonton and Calgary could both have seceded from the NHL without us noticing this year, and Pookie marveled at how she was only discovering right then that Pat Quinn was coaching the Oilers. To which we wondered aloud who was coaching the Flames.

There was a pause.

Then Pookie smirked, “Oh yeah! I remember who! Heh heh.”

Then there was another pause, while Schnookie caught up.

And then Pookie said, “Brent Sutter. I like to think of him as the Kevin Constantine of the late Aughts.”

Thank you, ladies and gentlemen! Thank you very much!

And this is why they pay us the big bucks.

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We Forgot What We Were Going To Say

Okay, so last night we got home in the wee hours of the morning after being freed from our elderly neighbors’ interminable, wine-soaked holiday open house, and we collapsed onto the couch to watch the Devils on tivo delay and try to sober up. Exhausted and possibly seeing double, we got talking about something hilarious, and when we reached the final punchline in a serious of brilliant and insightful jokes, Schnookie slurred to Pookie, “Remember what we’re talking about, because this is a great blog post. And there is no way I’m going to remember this.” Pookie might have just snored in response.

So now it’s time to write a post for today, and needless to say, we have literally no idea what we were talking about last night. Not the faintest clue. In trying to patch together some sort of road map back to those genius bits, though, we think we might know what we weren’t talking about:

– How much we love the Rangers.

– How great Brian Rolston is.

– How much we love coconut.

– What a terrible hiring Jacques Lemaire was.

– How the Ducks are going to win the Presidents Trophy.

– How much we wish the Devils had traded for Chris Pronger.

– How much we wish our elderly neighbors would have us over every weekend.

– How crappy Zach and Marty are.

Aren’t you glad we shared?

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