A co-worker gave Pookie a Devils-a-Day calendar for Christmas. Today’s “fun” fact was all about Nic Havelid’s first game as a Devil. If that doesn’t scream “Devils-Islanders game”, we don’t know what does.
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March 30, 2011 by Pookie
A co-worker gave Pookie a Devils-a-Day calendar for Christmas. Today’s “fun” fact was all about Nic Havelid’s first game as a Devil. If that doesn’t scream “Devils-Islanders game”, we don’t know what does.
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Good for both Islanders if they fought O’Donnell. He was one of the more useless Devils in history.
More proof that Chico has completely lost what little mind he once had – all that time he spent trying to convince us that David Clarkson is smart.
all that time he spent trying to convince us that David Clarkson is smart.
It takes one to know one. Chico knows an airhead when he sees one. He’s just too airheaded to not realize that other person isn’t smart. :D
He was one of the more useless Devils in history.
I like to think that he owes me a Cup.
And poor, poor Chico. Living in a world where Clarkson seems smart. Heh.
Oh, and WOOOOOOOOOOOOO! I was in the kitchen when the Devils scored, so it’s a bit belated.
It takes one to know one.
I wonder if Chico and Clarkson can sense each other when they get within about a mile.
So, are the Isles trying to cripple Pretty Ricky permanently so he has to retire and he comes off the cap?
If that isn’t the Isles’ plan, you have to wonder why they haven’t thought of it!
Oh, and WOOOOOOOOOOOOO! I was in the kitchen when the Devils scored, so it’s a bit belated.
I finished cooking, turned on the TV, and there was the fight and Chico babbling about how Clarkson was smart. I immediately put my food down because my stomach revolted – against Chico, not what I cooked.
It’s the Chico Diet! You should market that and make millions.
I immediately put my food down because my stomach revolted – against Chico, not what I cooked.
It’s the Chico Diet! You should market that and make millions.
:^:::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: This is a BRILLIANT idea!
It’s the Chico Diet! You should market that and make millions.
Really!!. But you have to be careful not to add too much Joe M. or Pierre into the mix or you could end up with either anorexia or actual mental illness.
I was going to patent what I call “The Top Six Diet”. Basically, I only eat when the Sabres top six forwards score. Unfortunately this isn’t an original idea. Someone else named it “Anorexia.”
:^::::::::::::::::::::::: to all the anorexia jokes!
Speaking of anorexia, looking at Torterella being a condescending d-bag is a serious appetite suppressant.
Speaking of anorexia, looking at Torterella being a condescending d-bag is a serious appetite suppressant.
:^::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: It’s sort of surprising, when you think about it, that any of us are able to eat anything while watching this sport. I mean, there are TONS of appetite suppressants out there, aren’t there?
And WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!
I was watching some random WC feed the other day and they had Josefson’s headshot accompanying a graphic for Chris Higgins. That’s right, other teams are just that jealous of our rookies. :D
Ummmm…who is responsible for the WOOOOO???? I was watching people make lobster mac & cheese on the the Food Network. Or talk about making it. Obviously, the many NHL appetite suppressants have failed!
WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!! Connelly just scored!!! I’m eating a Reese’s PB egg!!
That’s right, other teams are just that jealous of our rookies. :D
:^:::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: clearly!
They are putting marscarpone in one of the lobster mac & cheeses. Hmmmm…..
They had other cheese for the macaroni, but they lobster. And I just said that for the halibut.
So unrelated to anything going on here, our cat Rollie goes through obsessive periods where she decides she just HAS to sit in one spot and refuses to move. And she’ll sit in that same spot for weeks and weeks on end. Lately, she’s going through a serious “sitting in my lap” phase. Only tonight she’s decided to perch on the back of Boomer’s chair and won’t even look at me. It was only after I discovered that there was cat yarf all over my lap quilt that I figured out what was going on. But even with the quilt in the wash, Rollie’s still sitting sadly on Boomer’s chair and won’t come sit with me, because she’s all like, “I can’t sit there — someone yarfed there. ::shifty eyes::” The moral of the story is that you don’t want to yarf where you like to sit. Don’t make the same mistakes in life that Rollie did, kids.
They had other cheese for the macaroni, but they lobster. And I just said that for the halibut.
:^:::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: It’s never not funny.
Words to live by Schnookie. I’ll remember that next time I have an upset stomach. Which should be soon seeing that I’m watching the Rangers.
Which should be soon seeing that I’m watching the Rangers.
:^::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: Rollie was probably just responding to hockey. I mean, Islanders/Devils? That’s a surefire way to make a cat throw up!
You sure Rollie wasn’t anitcipating NJ’s power play?
You sure Rollie wasn’t anitcipating NJ’s power play?
That is highly likely. And she’d know exactly how vomitous it’s going to be, considering that her namesake is Brian Rolston. Surely they have some kind of psychic connection. (And surely the real-life Rolston vomits in random spots all over his house, too…)
She’s right. This is vomitous.
Is there any chance Adam Oates isn’t on the Devils coaching staff next season? I mean, isn’t he the one who’s theoretically in charge of the PP? Or should I just gird myself for the inevitable promotion to head coach? Being in charge of a consistently horrible PP was good enough for Johnny Mac…
::YARF::
Rollie was definitely on to something.
You took the yarf right out of my mouth, Schnookie. (I’d say that’s too gross but nothing’s too gross for a Devils-Islanders game.)
I take my copious yarfing back.
Well, at least Greene’s useful for something.
Lemaire still won’t be happy about this period. If NJ hangs on and winds this I think we’re looking an unhappy Jacques presser.
You’d think Oates would be a goner. But weirder things have happened.
Here’s the instructions from Jacques, “Don’t let dees guys score you idiots”.
Here’s the instructions from Jacques, “Don’t let dees guys score you idiots”.
:^::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: John MacLean’s like, “Why didn’t I think of that??”
Appropos of nothing, this Detroit game is DELICIOUS.
Now I’ll go catch up on the thread. :P
she’s all like, “I can’t sit there — someone yarfed there. ::shifty eyes::”
:^:::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::
We just finished up with ANTM, and I flipped on the scores on NHL.com and was like, “Wha-HUH??” I’m glad you’ve been watching that Detroit game!
The Detroit game was HIIIIIIIIIIIIILARIOUS. I’m sure the Tinfoil Hat Society is hunkered down writing furious letters to Bettman (and blog posts) alleging gross injustice and vast conspiracy at this very moment.