Color me shocked that I'm thiiiiiiiis far behind in my postings. The blame for my lethargy rests squarely on my mother. And of course it all started on the day I had a trip planned to San Jose to see the return of Jamie McGinn.
The months-long drama that sapped my energy is fodder for another blog posting; I won't bore you with it today. Fortunately, the lassitude did not fully set in for a few weeks, so I was able to make the trek to the game after work.
Obviously, much time has passed and I don't fully recall the details. One thing I know is that it was a bittersweet night for me. I really HATE HATE HATE the trade that sent Jamie McGinn to the Avs (along with a good prospect, Sgarbossa) in return for T.J. Galiardi and Daniel Winnick. So of course I wanted Ginner to do very well and hopefully continue the great season he was having. With the Sharks winning of course.
Didn't happen...
Because I have a dear, wonderful friend whom I adore, I tried to be by the Avs bench area during warmups. It was interesting....I had to move once and then I ended up sitting with some really nice guys...one of whom spilled a beer on my feet.
But hey, that's okay. He didn't get my camera...or did he? I'll just blame any sad, blurry photos on beer. And let you determine what I mean by that.
Warm-ups baby!
Here's Paul Stastny doing a pregame telly interview.
And Jumbo, my Jumbo giving a fan a smiley photo opp.
I love it when he does that.
This is one of the saddest things I saw all night...
Logan looking for his stretch buddy Jamie while stretching alone.
Alas, he was on the other side of the ice, studiously avoiding looking at his buddy.
Once I got that long, sad, story out of the way, I focused on getting some shots of the Avs warming up.
Here's a some of 'em:
I kinda like the composition of this one.
I did get a stalkerrific photo opp courtesy of Tutu's Irish. Apparently, he was hot...
Thanks for the shower Ryan!
I know he's just stretching, but this picture is so funny to me.
Avs, Avs, and more Avs
These two are BFFs I think. Sure seemed like it on the ice.
And we'll end warm-ups with an awesome shot of Clowie spitting.
As the sign said, "show me your Clowe face"!
Ya know what? I have a lot of pictures. And I'm tired plus I'm trying to watch the thousands of hours of Olympic coverage I have dvr'd AND the Oakland A's trying to win in extras against the Devil Rays. So I'm going to do an unprecedented move and make this a...
TO BE CONTINUED!
duh, duh, dum!
xoxo
