WOOOOOOOOOOO

Just got back from Nashville, where last night we watched the Thrashers incinerate the Predators.

We wanted to go out after the game, but there was nothing left of Nashville after the Thrashers' relentless shelling.

Oh well.

Sat dangerously close to Don Waddell; Shooter ran into Joseph Crabb and Nathan Oystrick in the pretzel line; Razor ran into Dan Kamal in the men's room.

In all seriousness, four short points:

1. Wow.

2. Rich Peverley, I mean, Pev Dispenser=Jesus

3. Atlanta needs to find some way to put Philips Arena in the middle of a ton of bars, in a good walking area. Walking down the street in Nashville, it's all like Bar, Bar, Bar, Bar, Hockey Arena, Bar, Bar, Bar...

4. The Preds fans support their hockey team extremely well. The game was sold out, and the crowd was passionate but extremely polite to us opposing troops.