NHL Awards
Last night I watched the NHL awards show and boy was it goofy. I love me some hockey players, but they are so awkward and uncomfortable. It was very cheesy and also very funny. The players, the coaches, the announcers, everyone involved in hockey; they just aren’t award-show friendly, I guess. It was just so silly. And a bit painful. Still, I watched.
I don’t know why, I can easily find out the results later. Maybe it’s to get a glimpse of these guys in their fancy suits, trying to look suave and dapper, when really they’re a bunch of hockey thugs. Some clean up better than others, and I’m always disappointed by their wives.
But jesus on a stick do I love hockey. I’m sad that the season is over; October is so far away. Stupid summer. Although I do get to watch Gordon every week. Sure the guys in his league aren’t flashy or talented or cute like in the NHL, or even in college, but they’re fun to watch and my guy looks good out there. I’ll take it, at least till the season starts again.
Tomorrow’s the draft and guess who didn’t fly to Vancouver for it? That’s right, Mike Sullivan. I’m relieved. To me, this is the biggest sign that he won’t be back next year. They haven’t made any formal announcements, but come on. Were Sullivan coming back, he’d be in Vancouver, sizing up his prospects. I’m a bit nervous about who they’ll pick as replacement, because the management is notorious for their bone-headed decisions, but we got a little bit of the senators sense coming this way via our new GM.
Maybe, just maybe, we can have a halfway decent season next year. I doubt it but let’s try and remain positive. Please bruins. please.
In non-hockey related news, I am considering getting a full-time job and letting Ry stay at home by himself. He seems ready.
Also, I’d like to let it be known that I hate humidity. It’s suffocating me. Yet, I also kind of like it. Hot and sticky and moist is no fun, except for when it is, wink wink.
i hate humidity too! It’s like 100 degrees and we just had a thunderstorm. wtf? from my office window it looks like it is in the 50s outside (all dark and dreary) but then you go outside and you’re just smacked in the face with thick, hot, humid air. stupid east coast.
at least i’m safe from falling off into the pacific ocean.
who the hell is mike sullivan? please, there’s no reason to answer this question…just trying to make it clear that hocky is boring. hehe
Maybe you can find some little situation where a local granny takes in a few toddlers during the day. Cheap low key and close. Look in laundry mats or grocery stores in the neighborhood on the bulletin boards.