10:04- No, I have no idea what that picture of Vladimir Putin on a horse is doing there. Can't find any more 6-related stuff that isn't obvious/lame.
10:07- We're 1:16 into the 3rd period and we all wonder, "Who's tired now?" Nobody, probably. Can you imagine the superhuman adrenaline you must get playing in a Stanley Cup Final Game 6?
10:09- Oh, Wyshynski, you blogue rogue. "Wachovia Center tries to capture essence of the end of period 2 by playing Van Morrison's 'Wild Night.'" TAW HAW HAW. Really.
10:12- NO WAY this game doesn't go to overtime. Or so I think. I hope it does.
10:13- Come on, come on. OVERTIME. Let's do it. I actually don't care who wins. This has all been thoroughly exciting.
10:17- What message is the coach of the Cyclones sending to his team if he takes them to Pizza Hut when they lose? Raising generations of soft mediocrities, I swears. Kidz theez dayz...
10:19- Do it, Leino or Carle! No, wait, Toews is cold cycling the puck and being rude.
10:21- Briere with the tying goal. Guaranteed.
10:23- In the Dark Ages, Europeans from Calais to Constantinople would pray to be delivered from the wrath of the Norsemen and their dragon-headed longboats. I think the Flyers should feel the same way about Nick Chalmerson.
10:29- Blackhawks playing life-altering defense in front of Niemi.
10:33- A break there, had to replenish the Peroni. Anyway, the Flyers are doing everything they can to score a goal. Niemi is frustratingly good.
10:35- YEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH turns out Ville Leino was the Norseman to be worried about. YEEEEAAAH BITCHES WE'RE TIED. As Dam Kamal tweets, "...still wondering how anyone cannot love this sport."
10:38- This is mental. I predicted Briere would tie it, but it was Scott Hartnell with some key assistance from Ville Leino. Danny Briere DID, however, have the secondary assist. So I was like 1/3 right.
10:41- Jesus Hector Christ, what a sport. The Q-Stache barking ferociously, Jeff Carter nearly scoring a point-blank goal, Niemi showing he can rebuff the Luftwaffe circa 1940, Byfuglien cold hitting mofo's, etc.
10:45- WE'RE GOIN' TO OVERTIME, FOLKS! AHHHHHHHHHH! Put on your dancing shoes and head for the next piece of living blogging, Overtime Edition.
8 comments:
guy named Rabnnod with the tweet of the evening-"If I was Rick Dudley I would be letting Torchetti know the after party is in Atlanta. Just saying."
I agree.
Yeah, I think Torchetti is my first choice among the Plausibles.
If it's not Briere, it's going to be Mike Richards. He's been too quiet tonight.
Good point. He has been quiet...a little too quiet.
WHAT!?!?!?!?!
Well, Briere had a hand in it.
Good lord, I feel like I'm going to have a heart attack watching this game. Thankfully the Thrashers will never play for the Cup, otherwise a game like this would most likely kill me.
Wahahahaha. Comment of the summer. Heartbreakingly true, too.
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