Game Six Win

I was really nervous through most of this one. So much of the time the Bruins looked almost as hopeless as they did in Game three. But fortunately the Hockey Gods smiled upon us tonight and the Bruins take game six to force a game seven.

I can now breath easy for about 48 hours until the panic returns.

Please, Just One More Game

Did I pick the Blackhawks to beat the Canucks? I think I did. Last night the first of the four division semi-final series came to an end with Chicago eliminating Vancouver in six games.

Six games.

Tonight the Bruins and Hurricanes play their game six. The Bruins won game one convincingly and then decided to spot Carolina three in a row. Trailing three games to one in the series, the Bruins team that took game one returned for game five and utterly destroyed the Whalers.

When your team is on the brink of elimination, as the Bruins were Sunday night, there is only one thing we as fans can reasonably hope for: One more game. On Sunday the Bruins gave us one more game. That game is tonight. Tonight again we can only hope for one more game.

I’ve been loving this hockey season. I’ve been loving this Bruins team. (despite their horrid play in games 2-4) I don’t want this Bruins season to end yet. Please guys, don’t let it end tonight. Give us one more game.

Thanks guys.

Go Bruins.

PS: After the disciplinary fiasco yesterday, with Sucker Punching Whaler Bitch Scott Walker having his automatic suspension for an instigator penalty called during the final five minutes of a game removed in favor of a fine, I expect many a Bruins fan to be calling for the Sucker Punching Whaler Bitch’s blood. Rightfully so. The Big Bad Bruin in me wants to see Shawn Thornton give the Sucker Punching Whaler Bitch some free anestheticless plastic surgury to his face. I think, however, that that would be the wrong thing to do. The game is more important. They have to stay focused on winning the game and staying alive, rather than wasting attention on avenging Aaron Ward’s bone structure. Win the game guys. You can always pound the Sucker Punching Whaler Bitch’s face into something resembling raw hamburger next season. Remember that revenge is a dish best served cold cliche. Words to live by.

PPS: 18 days left until I am some one’s husband. We might just have to practice the first dance during intermissions tonight.

Puzzles and Penguins

Yesterday we spent Mother’s day visiting Jen’s mother and step father. It was our first cookout of the season and it was a good one. The kids and I spent some serious time putting together puzzles. I’ve never been good at puzzles and they are both better than I am. But we got all the way through both of them.

We were also introduced to a new video game that may become the next big thing around our house. It is on y8.com and called penguin waiter, or something like that. You control a penguin who is a waiter (on ice skates, of course) and you seat, take orders from, and serve other penguin customers. Jen appears to be obsessed already.

The Bruins won. I couldn’t give up on them. I had to watch the game. It’s too soon for this season to end. Last year in the playoffs as they faced elimination I kept hoping that they would win and stay alive for one more game. I’m back into that frame of mind now. They need to win twice without losing in order to advance to the conference finals. Game six is tomorrow. All I want from game six is a chance to play game seven. That’s all.

Go Bruins. Please don’t break my hockey heart yet.

19 days until the wedding. I want it now. Right Now.

Happy mother’s day!

My sweetie wearing one of the mother's day gifts she got from the
kids. The headband was hidden under the bunk bed and mommy had no idea!

OH MY GOD THAT MOVIE WAS AWESOME!

I can’t even believe how much fun the new Star Trek movie was. It was… it was… HELL IT WAS AWESOME GO SEE IT GO SEE IT GO SEE IT GO SEE IT!!!!!

As the closing credits began (to the original series theme music) I said the only thing I could say that could describe how much I loved that move. I said, “I WANNA GO AGAIN!”

It was awesome. Every character was perfectly cast. I am thinking that the new Dr McCoy may actually be the reincarnation of Deforest Kelly. He was THAT spot on with his performance. Kirk was the perfect skirt chasing action hero. Sulu was the source of a few good laughs (as was Chekoff, who was perfect) and eventually flung that big ship around like it was a toy… and then kicked the crap out of Romulans with a sword. Uhura was an actual character instead of just the voice of the voice of the computer (see Galaxyquest)… she was integral to the movie. Finally! Scotty… Scotty… damn it if Simon Pegg filmed himself watching paint dry I would watch him watch paint dry. He was fantastic. Spock had all the conflicts that the old Spock was implied to have, including losing his temper twice. Twice! Bana was… there. Nothing special on him, but there didn’t have to be. He filled a need in the film for a nut case bad guy and did it effectively.

I’m sure I’m missing some things. Suffice to say the movie is worth it just to see the triumphant return of the Captain Kirk Swaggar. Yes Swaggar needs to be capitalized there. He was perfect in the roll. Couldn’t have been better.

I loved that movie and I want to see it again twenty or thirty times before it’s cinema run ends. I loved it.

The Bruins however.

I got in the car in time to hear the start of the second period. Bob Bears told me that the Bruins dominated the 2nd half of the second period but the score was tied 1-1. It took 67 seconds for the best player on the Bruins, Captian Zdeno Chara, to take an idiot penalty that lead to the Whalers winning goal. Then my old favorite Sergie Samsonov put the final nail in the coffin about 10 minutes later or so and I turned it off.

I could never have imagined actually falling of the Bruins wagon, but after the horrible, terrible, embarassing performances I’ve seen and listened to over the last three games I can honestly see no reason to watch them get eliminated tomorrow. There is no hope, they have given up. I am now a fan of whoever plays against the Whalers in the next round.

I hope the Bruins prove me wrong, but it is 100% obvious that they will not.

Yesterday was my 38th birthday. They failed to wish me a happy birthday. In fact they showed they hate me just as much as those friggin pricks in San Jose do.