OK, I'm not even going to post a link up to last night's debacle, that's how hurt I am by it. The Pens lost 3-0 to the Lightning and in case you haven't seen the TV yet or live under a bridge, Sid the Kid now has a dreaded "high ankle sprain" from sliding into the boards feet-first, and will be sidelined indefinitely. He'll be re-evaluated early next week, but early prognosi from all the amateur doctors out there has him down for at least 6 weeks. You gotta learn to protect them legs man, sliding into the boards at full speed is never a good idea...
The Pens now have to rely on their "secondary" players like Sykora, Geno, Malone, Colby and the like to score. This could actually work out, making the team stronger and less dependant on Crosby...Of course, this could be the downfall of the season and we could miss the playoffs because of this crap...Only time will tell, but let's hope it's more of the former and less of the latter...
In much, much better news, last night was our first official PNA street sighting of a Steeler.
As Diego and Snack pounded cheap booze at Rumshakers to celebrate White Marcus and Shiver me Timbers' bdays, Snack noticed a rather large SOB walk through the door. He says, "Dude, I think that's Matt Spaeth"....Diego checks it out, and he agrees. So we commence to ask every one of our friends in attendence, and half of them (mostly the girls) said "who the hell is Matt Spaeth" and the guys all said they wouldn't know Spaeth if he kicked them in the face.
So, being a little "under the weather", neither one of us wanted to go up an make an ass out of ourselves in front of someone who may or may not be a Steeler...So as he makes his break for the door, I yell out "Spaeth, you're the shit"...horrible line, I know, but I was drunk, so get off me. Anyway, he looks over, give the "you're the man" point, and walks out with his crew of large men and beautiful blondes...
It looked like my man was handlin' his booze well, and his ladies were definitely top-notch...my only question is, if you're making about a million dollars a year, why, in the good name of God, would you go to Rumshakers. I mean honestly, there's classier places in Greenfield. I guess his ladies wanted to boogie down a little or something, but thankfully, for his sake, he was only there for like 30-45 minutes at most.
Until after the Pens game tonight, when hopefully we start another winning streak...
PS - we did look at a pic of Spaeth when we got back to the penthouse, and it was definitely him. We wanted to make sure it wasn't another look-alike dude, but considering this dude is 4 inches taller then Snack (who's 6'3-6'4 himself) it kinda confirms it.
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Here's hoping that Spaeth (and Miller) score as much with the Steelers as they do at the bar.
Diego should have challenged Spaeth to an arm wrestling match since its his hobbie when he drinks.
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