It is On!!! (But not with me, Darling Hubs)
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It is a big day in my neck of the woods. Today is the day history could be made. I admit, I know nothing about hockey and only care due to my husband's tender foot ministrations. But how could I not get excited when one of the greatest sport stories is about to unfold before our very eyes? A heroes' tales born from bleak adversity? After the tragedy of Roloson's crushing break in Game 1 and the team shoving their heads up their arses in Game 2, is not the final prize all the more sweet? I thank God for delivering to us, all Oiler fans and hockey fans together, the makings of real valour, shining in possibility, a glory forever unwon in the world where the Oilers swept or near-swept the series? Tonight, the Oil take on the Hurricanes one final time. It is a monumental moment. GO OILERS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!Oh dear, I just read what I wrote, and I would like to know who snatched my personality and replaced it with that of an emotionally invested sports freak?? I blame this on the hubs. If he were home instead of at
Tonight is such a big deal that little league sports have been cancelled in the area. Instead of watching the rugrats chase a ball around the field or stand and pull their jersey's over their heads, parents have opted not to shove their kids out of any moving vehicles, and squeal their tires while they burn rubber to the nearest telly. There would have been a sea of unattended youngsters running loose on the field, with nary an adult in sight.Probably safer just to cancel all soccer games tonight.
After having a lovely father's day conversation with the hubs last night, I enquired where he planned on watching the big game. He casually let it slip that he will be going to Nick's because every time he goes to Nash's the Oilers take a beating. I asked who Nick and Nash were and he responded by telling me that Nick and Nash are places not people. Apparently, Nick's is a sports bar with crappy wings and watered-down beer, while Nash's is a tacky little watering hole that specializes in bringing in small town strippers during the games intermissions. Like the dumbass he is, he thought to give Nash's a try first.He said the beer was great, the screen was huge and you couldn't beat the wings. Then he casually replied that the titties gave him nightmares and perhaps I should come down there, because I could make great money.
WTF?? Did my darling husband just suggest that I peel off my clothes for a bunch of horny losers to toss coins at me while they eagerly await the return of the game?
Yes, dear internet, he did. He claims he was jesting, and it is a compliment.
I claim he just killed any chances of getting lucky upon his return and he might as well go to Nash's tonight. They might be the only titties he gets to see for a while.