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HOLY! MOLY! JULIE! OOLIE! That game was SO for you. Undeniably!
The game was FANTASTIC. What else could we have asked for but a legal hat trick and then a win?!
The Army (THE BROZ SAYS BRING OUT THE ARMY!) is one of the most charismatic and optimistic young guys we've had in a while, and he's even got genuine talent to back it up.
His second goal was PURE BLISS. Let me set the scene:
First intermission we went right outside of our seats to get nachos. Sara had to go find a Mac machine and there was a long line, and time got away from us. All of a sudden, Julie and I hear the goal horn. Colby scored with assists from Sid and Gonchar (GET 'EM GONCH, like CONCH). How the HELL could that have happened?! I mean it could've been the only goal of the game! I was heartbroken. And for Julie! But Army, who sent her a valentine saying he'd put on a show for her birthday game, kept to his Saskatchewanian word.
The next goal came from a Surovy stick-in, but at one point Hilby Wilby had gotten a slight breakoff, followed by Army. He slid in and lost control, but had gotten Aebischer over to the one side. Colby swept in, picked it up, and SLUNG it into the net. He made a huge swoop around the glass with his arms raised and this look of pure bliss on his face. It was AWESOME!
Noah Welch, one of my many sons (and who went to Harvard, overachiever) got his first NHL goal and his second assist in two games. Delicious!
I woke up with a sore throat (and my hands were SO RAW last night! We were all screaming and clapping literally all game) and thought it was because of screaming, but it's getting worse. Julie, me, Jamie N, we're all breaking up!
Julie = Last Game! Isles or no Isles.
I didn't get to drop 'em, but it wadn't the last time! Ahahahah!
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[27 Mar 2006|07:54pm] |
:cracks up and dies:
Julie, Colby Armstrong. All I have to say.
Excerpts from this:
(on crosby) ....he's an 18-year-old kid and picture an 18-year-old kid at your school. He's a great kid and he has fun and he's one of the more easier-going guys that I have met.
My roommate was Crosby on the road. And I don't know why but if he's not sleeping he can't sit still, he's stretching all the time. The guy's a freak! .... I like having a roommate, because I get bored pretty easy and I like talking a lot, so I get sick of talking to myself a lot.
Sometimes he gives me a hard time like why didn't I give him the puck here, why didn't I do this, I always tell him, "I am not Sidney Crosby, so lay off me bud." (end of on crosby, though surely not in rull life)
I got bugged a lot, but I skated every day, hockey and figure skating, so I skated all the time. I took a lot of abuse for it, but I hung around with a lot of girls.
....I think that it's just my skating and being shifty and trying not to get killed.
(when asked 'what's in your fridge?') I live in a hotel so I don't even have a fridge. So I just eat out a lot. I don't bring home takeout. I don't have a fridge, so it just goes bad. I don't have anything. Bottled water. No booze. You booze you lose, kids.
(on going to school) Mostly, I lived close so it was easy. Once my friends started driving I was too lazy so I got them to pick me up.
His dad's a welder! I bet his dad cares about him, though, unlike my welder dad. And he said he likes The Killers - the kid's insane. But he said mixed CDs, I mean what kid these days doesn't, but The KILLERS? Boy's got an issue we've got to resolve.
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