Archive for June, 2008

The Fall Wedding

June 25, 2008

Buddy: Hey man, I want you to be in my wedding.
Me: Of course! When is it?
Buddy: Not sure on a date yet, but around August.
Me: Ok cool. I’m in.

A few weeks/months later, and the invite arrives. “Oh awesome, it’s official now. And the date of the wedding is… September 12th?!?!?! Are you #$%*ing serious?”

You have been hit with the dagger of… The Fall Wedding.

The fall wedding has many factors that cut deep into the hearts of college football fans. For one, you obviously can’t go to the game. (Wouldn’t be too bad this year for VT, as we really only have one decent weekend game: Georgia Tech. So I should be fine as long as that game isn’t… DAMMIT!!)

But it’s not just missing out on going to the game. There are only so many college football Saturdays in a given year. You know the days. It’s fall. The sun is setting more towards the south. The shadows are long as you watch Notre Dame drop another one by 20.

If you were not attending a game, you started drinking and watching football around noon. And you won’t stop until the 8 o’clock games finish completely full of nachos, hotdogs, and happiness. That, good sir, is a perfect Saturday.

When I mentioned the situation to a friend of mine, the frightened response was “They aren’t from Tech, are they?!” No, clearly they are not. No one from Tech would do such a thing. (Yes, I know people from Tech do it all the time, but it is to be considered a mortal sin. Only a confession to the Hokie Bird can give you absolution.)

Then comes the statement of the obvious… “They must be from JMU.” Notice how this does not come in the form of a question. It’s just assumed… and assumed correctly.

So Jacob, if you are reading this (and I know you are, because I sent it to you), your wedding better be the best freaking thing ever. If there is not a bouncy house and/or laser tag, I’m out.

Pittsburgh Penguins: 2009 Stanley Cup Champions

June 13, 2008

Two days ago, I awoke in a ditch. I was wearing a Jarkko Ruutu jersey, clutching a tin foil Stanley Cup, and wondering what the hell happened. Was there a hockey game last Wednesday? I really don’t remember…

So yeah, that happened. We watched our team go 12-2 in a month span, only to see them be completely out played in 6 games.

It wasn’t even close, really. The Wings were perfect. Suffocating defense. Every clear they made went to the stick of a skating forward. Every clear we made seemed to go to the boards and back to a Wings defender. It was just painful to watch.

But let us not dwell on the final outcome. The fact remains that we got to watch two months of outstanding hockey. Not many other fans can say they sat at work excited every other day because they had a game to watch that night. It was a great run, and I know I loved every minute of it. (Well, ok. Not every minute.)

Clearly, the future is bright. We have so many young stars that only Cam Bonifay could screw this up. Yes, there will be obvious losses. The plan every year? Get into playoff position, make a blockbuster trade, go to the Stanley Cup Finals. Ray Sherro can do it. He can do anything…

As baseball season sets in and we once again go into a sports coma, we will prepare for the coming football frenzy. There will be posts when the mood strikes us, or if the Pirates do anything… say win more games than they lose. In any event, we were glad to contribute to the Penguin run through our good buddy Sig Hansen, and we keep the faith for next year.

And at least it wasn’t this: