I was standing in line for ice-cream and a Coke. A very long, painfully slow moving line. Daniel F. Briere had just tied the game and then put the Flyers up (Kate's fault - she actually said OUT LOUD, "As long as it's not Briere") and I could see Bucky Gleason up in the press box giggling in delight so I was already cranky. And then the period started and I was STILL standing in the line that was NOT MOVING AT ALL when a puck blooped into the net to put the Flyers up 5-3. The escalator was right there. I told myself I could just leave, no problem. I could text Kate and tell her I couldn't take any more and surely she would understand. I could stop at Anderson's on the way home and get ice-cream and a Coke. The escalator was RIGHT THERE.
But I didn't leave. In fact, I stayed until the very bitter end. Because I'm sick. Very, very sick.
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If you had left me there I would NOT have forgiven you. Ever. :P
And like I said at the game, if a team can't survive the very mild jinx of me saying, "As long as it's not Briere," well, they deserve the loss they get. I need to be able to SPEAK OUT LOUD at a hockey game without worrying about jinxing our fragile little band of underachievers into oblivion. The Briere thing is on them.
I'm glad you didn't leave Kate. But on the other hand I'm sorry you didnt spare yourself the torture. WHY DO WE LIKE THIIS TEAM?!?! whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy????????????
why can't we be red wings fans? let's convert.
no i can't. it was a nice thought for the .02 seconds it lasted. curse you teams of days gone by for winning my love!!
After 2 of those lucky goals I had thought that the Sabres had found their collective horseshoe again. Someone must have sold it for scrap.
I'm joining you in the very, very sick boat. I watched the game on the DVR,even though I knew they lost.
Yes I share in your frustration. I was there and said the same comments, "As long as it isn't Effin Briere! If he scores, I am so leaving!" Two goals later, I was still there. Kaleta should have bumped him out when the little pip-squeak tried to start something in the wee minutes of the game starting.
I need to be able to SPEAK OUT LOUD at a hockey game without worrying about jinxing our fragile little band of underachievers into oblivion.
You're right. I'm just making fun :P And I wouldn't have actually left. Despite how awful parts of the game were, I still had a blast. I'm working on a post about that right now actually.
I watched the game on the DVR,even though I knew they lost.
Oh, Amy. That is very sick indeed.
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