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Sunday, March 29, 2009

I Love You, Frank.

I haven't posted in forever because I'm incredibly lazy. I don't remember beer totals from the last post - just know it was MANY.

Random Devils highlights from the past month:

-Discovering how to sneak in booze to the Rock with regularity and confidence.
-Mixing said booze (Captain Morgan) with Boylan's root beer to make DELICIOUS for less than the cost of two game beers.
-Anything involving Saint Patrick's Day 2009. Watching history with a packed house of red jerseys was one of the best nights of my life, and a real highlight in a year of really shitty nights for me, on a personal level.
-Joining a singalong of "It's a Small World After All" and other Mickey Mouse jams with several thousand people who enjoy fucking with Wayne Gretzky.
-Spotting an emo kid with a headband in the crowd who didn't wait for a stoppage to leave our section. "Emo McEnroe" needs to be a fixture in my vernacular for as long as possible.
-The episode of Voices with Doc Emerick. Good stuff.

Lowlights:
-Breaking Gina's shoe.
-Days when I'm not at hockey games.

This losing streak sucks ass, but I really think they can come out of it, and learn from last year. The team is much better equipped to deal with a snag like this. If not, it's hello, Mets, in more ways than one...

Friday, February 27, 2009

He's Back!



I'll post later with the booze tally. It was intense.

Monday, February 9, 2009

FASHION!

So of COURSE the one game where we bring a crew of about ten people is the one where the Devils inexplicably give it up to a (not AS lousy as usual but still pretty damn) lousy LA Kings. The refs did their part, I believe, but whatever. They got their revenge on my insane and constant yelling by using witchcraft to turn the subsequent sore throat into a full-blown cold that has kept me home from tonight's game against the Rangers.

Saturday Booze Tally

Pre-game:
Tall boy of Bud
3 Yuenglings
3 shots of Jim Beam

Game:
1 tall can of Heineken
1 or 2 Bass (I forget, let's say 2)

Post-game:
God only knows, I was out with friends until 4AM.

The Devils really need to win tonight. I'm on my mom's couch, convalescing with my Parise shirt (AAAAAH! PARISEEEEEE!) and Rangers Vacuum hat. Let's go Devils!

Tuesday, January 27, 2009

REally?

Ha ha, Ottawa's silly. Trying to win a hockey game? Stupid.

Monday, January 26, 2009

Puckstopolous

The game against Montreal Wednesday night was pretty amazing. the Rock was pretty packed for a Wednesday night game against NOT THE RANGERS, and the crowd was into it. Everyone was happy to see Shanahan in red, and the resentment of the Habs bullshit All Star selections was pretty widespread. I tried to get an "ALLLLLLL STARRRRRRRRS" chant going in the last two minutes, with middling success.

After every goal scored on Carey Price: "The Price is WRONG, bitch!"

Tony Goomba policed the section when some rowdy drunken assholes started shit with some Habs fans. It was pretty cool, but once security came over, it got to be pretty drawn out. Hilariously, after security left, NJ Devil and a camera guy came over to just incite drunken stupidity all over again.

The big thing for me was showing up an hour early, and sober. I had become a jinx this season, and have found that the people who would yell "BROOKLYN!" upon seeing me now just flat-out boo. The Devils have gone 4-6 when I've been in attendance, with most of those losses coming in recent weeks, when I would pre-game in NYC and show up to games late. So I sat in section 209 for an hour by myself and abstained from touching a drop of booze, and the Devils won 5-2. CURSE REVERSED!

Also, being sober at hockey games is just as fun as being a drunken mess! WHO KNEW?!?

The All-Star game was pure boredom to me, but the skills competition was pretty neat this year. Too bad VS/the NHL couldn't keep cameras on anything...

Sunday, January 18, 2009

Huzzuh?

Whu? Urzuht? Oh, the Devils played the Islanders. Wake me when they trade Comrie. I need to be up on my Lizzie McGuire jokes. Back to bed.

Friday, January 16, 2009

Nobody Cares About Ohio

The Devils beat the Columbus America Bugs in a game where they sucked ass for the first forty minutes. They were pretty bad but woke up and got some very lucky chances in the third. I spent most of the game reading up on The Gaslight Anthem. It was a wise move.

I'm looking forward to seeing Shanahan in a Devils jersey in person for the first time in my life this Wednesday.

Observations I made live from the couch:

Doc: "Shouldn't give Devils fans any fuel, but Don Koharski once, after working for the [whatever, I don't care league] and before he got called up to the NHL, worked as a milkman, the guy who delivered your milk."
Chico: "Well, we know he likes donuts."

Hey, Mike Motteau's a -1 so far. Thanks, dick.

Mike Commodore seems like a pretty cool guy.
Editorial note: That's an insightful comment, huh? By 'cool', I mean 'he seems like he'll hide your gun for you while you escape to Canada'. That Sarah Jessica Parker wasn't going to kill herself, you know.


Devils are playing like shit. No shots up close except for Rupp and Holik.

KING OF THE WRAPAROUNDS! "Doc, I like wraps...chicken wraps, sandwich wraps...David Clarkson like rubber wraps."

Chico: "Modin broke his stick again, this time on the faceoff...he's gotta ask for a little more thickness on his shaft."
Doc: "Bobby Holik can tell him what he needs...wood!"

Madden never looks anything but furious or detached and annoyed. HOLY SHIT HE JUST SMILED, the second I typed that! I seriously don't think I've seen that in years. he's a bit fucking frightening, frankly, sort of like the metal detector commercials MSG+ insists on airing. Tips for finding treasure? Recession OVER.

Sunday, January 11, 2009

Lou Lamoriello's Marbleopolis

Oh my God so much to bullshit about.

I forget most of what happened the past few games, except for the one I went to Thursday against Atlanta. A) I won't show up to a game late again this season, B) I won't drink in Manhattan before a game over Newark again so long as I can help it. Both have proven to be jinxes. I could harp on about how bad that Thursday game was, but the Devils seem to have recovered from their general malaise with last night's win in LA. Tonight's game against the Flying Vs will be a real test, though.

Thursday Booze Tally:

Pre-Game
3 Guinnii at Mona's

Mid-Game
2 Bass

Post-Game
2-3 Bass at Brick City Grill
1 Brooklyn Lager at Cozy's

Brick City was pretty okay, but it kills me that all these Devils-centric bars all have the same Jersey guido motif going on, like there aren't perfectly good NJ dives or taverns to be found. God forbid I drink somewhere without fountains or marble.



Parise and (presumably) his girlfriend sat at the table two feet behind me. His dinner guest's visible discomfort led to a conversation as to why he would bring someone to the bar RIGHT ACROSS THE STREET IMMEDIATELY AFTER A GAME, to be surrounded by jersey clad nerds like me (to say nothing of doing so after the worst game they've played since the Meadowlands). Yet another of my female friends has now fallen under his handsome thrall, though this one did remark that he looked "a little dumb". I looked pretty dumb paying $30 for that fucking game, too, so I'll reserve judgement until I see some SAT scores.

I missed last night's game against LA because I've been inexplicably tired at random moments since falling ill last week. I also blame this exhaustion on NHL 09, which is fucking amazing. I did see highlights, though, and it sounded like a great effort all around - congrats to Rolston for his 1,000th game and Parise for his 100th goal.

As for the elephant I've kept over here in this corner...I like Brendan Shanahan. I've never said an ill word about him, even when he played for the disgusting, disgusting Rangers. I've actually praised him constantly over the years, so it's no surprise that I'm very glad to have him as a Devil again. I think the fact that Lou didn't sign him during the injury spell of November says a lot about the care and consideration he puts into every move - he wanted to give the current roster a chance before risking feather ruffling by bringing in outside help. So long as this doesn't precipitate some bad trade before the deadline (oh my God Madden needs to stay no matter how iffy he's been this year), I like having Shanahan. He's old and slow as shit, but time on the 3rd or 4th line without monster minutes while rocking the special teams will give the Devils an extra little edge to work with. It also lights a fire under the asses of Rupp and Clarkson (though who gives a shit about Rupp aside from Stan Fischler?) to fight for a roster spot.

Friday, January 2, 2009

Night Ranger's Still Alive?!?

Steve Cangialosi, on some Habs player and his brother:
"I called them twins, but ____ is two years older than his brother."
Chico:
"That would be a long labor."

Kostopolous = Puckstopolous. He should've been a goalie. Wait, but then Clarkson beat the hell out of him and then THREW that bitch DOWN! FISTSTOPOLOUS!

Madden snapped his drought! So awesome. You could see his hesitation, but come on. Rupp's not gonna score on that chance.

Good to see Marty in the stands.

I should've gone tonight, because that crowd sounded crazy and those Habs fans know how to party. Hopefully I can make it out on Sunday...

Mike Motteau Scored...

...and the Devils lost to Dallas. Just pointing out the facts.

I didn't get to watch much hockey this week, but I'll be tuned into tonight's game against the Senators. The period of hockey I saw from Dallas was pretty wretched, though. The half of the outdoor game I saw was pretty neat, too. I expect to see the rest when it inevitably, constantly repeats on the NHL Network. The bits of the Team USA game I saw today were pretty heartbreaking. At least I've got that SANDWICH to look forward to!

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