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My Thoughts After Game 5

My Thoughts After Game 5

Let's get the good things out of the way: 6-0. Definitely a relief for the next few days. I can go to the Buccos game tonight with settled nerves and an expectation of a Pirates loss to kick off the weekend. Not the best possible outcome, but competitive inconsistency and unabashed penny pinching when it comes to Pittsburgh's major league ball club is among the going trend these days. Root, root, root for our home team.

Next is the way the regulars of the Pens played. Schultz yet again shows his love for center ice cannonades, Kuntiz wasn't afraid to lay in the mustard when it came to hitting the sabetooh teeth off of the Preds' sweaters and Hainesy getting a goal and an assist is about as rare as a Predators' fan not smuggling a dead creature into the arena for hijinks. The stick handling and puck control in general was just drop-dead gorgeous tonight. 

Our stars all played as well. Kessel connected with Malkin on a majestic goal so Crosby and Maata returned the favor to Phil in assisting on another beautiful scoring sequence.

Crosby with three times aiding the puck into the back of the net certainly highlights his leadership on the team and so does showing some gusto on top of his already playoff-gusto. Most of the hockey world will focus on and criticize how he bounced P.K.'s head against the ice in some modified scuffle-turned Daniel Bryan submission hold, but hey, it's great to see two star players throw down in the Stanley Cup. Would you rather see P.K. and Sid exchange Listerine barbs and fisticuffs or would you rather not see P.K. and Sid exchange Listerine barbs and fisticuffs? It's a simple question, a baby could answer it.

 This is for the already overdone Listerine jokes.

This is for the already overdone Listerine jokes.

Speaking of babies, that brings me to my only negative knock on game 5 and it's more of the down time before game 5. The yinzer  fanbase needs to be called out.

Let's get down from our Mayo-glazed ivory towers and realize that our steak salads still has French fries on it. Just because we have the best player in hockey and two Stanley Cup titles with him doesn't bestow us the ability to have a sixth sense of knowing what's the right thing about the Stanley Cup and what isn't. And don't get me wrong, I'm about as dumb as bricks when it comes to breaking down hockey or noticing the intricacies that go with each and every play, but I'm smart enough to know when to shut my hipster trap and only add quips at appropriate times (like this one for instance). 

I'm also not dumb enough to declare what a hockey town is and what isn't. We've got a joker of weatherman doing that rather than trying to improve his meager sub .200 forecasting average. Along with this ridiculousness, one of our sports writers are actually accusing Nashville of pumping in more noise into their arena. Seriously, shut your mouth media stooges, because guess what? Nashville sounded like more of a hockey crowd than what we have breathing against the glass the majority of the time (notice how I didn't give an actual percentage like Keith Jones gave Renne a 70% chance of returning for the second period during the first intermission - yeah, that didn't quite work out) We sound like we're on the board of directors for the "piss and moan" fest rather than just going along for the ride by appreciating playoff hockey for what it is: the greatest time in sports.

I'm so jazzed for Game 6.

LET'S GO PENS.

Black Panther Trailer Looks Pretty Tight

Black Panther Trailer Looks Pretty Tight

TBT: High School Phil Kessel Choosing Minnesota For College Looks Like Luke Skywalker Chosing To Leave Tatooine

TBT: High School Phil Kessel Choosing Minnesota For College Looks Like Luke Skywalker Chosing To Leave Tatooine