So what happens on these dark days between playoff games?
What happens on an average Thursday night in the springtime, waiting for another hockey game to start?

Same old shit.

Philadelphia fans are being classy as shit.
Someone get them a monocle already, they are so fucking fancy. 

Regardless of how you feel about them, some hockey players are wearing some damn nice suits this evening.
Let’s appreciate a well-tailored suit. 
Thank you, Mister Sabres.

Detroit is lying about something.
Somehow they still exist. Lolz, rite?!

Also, on these offdays we have time to think about worthless things.
Such as -
Doesn’t THIS:

Remind you of THIS:

Also, we should say:

We’re just sick of seeing him in a suit. We thought it’d be nice to bring Sid back into the mix for pretend.
Hell, while we’re at it, enjoy this for a second:

Nostalgia aside, the boys are doing great. We’re freakin’ proud of our team. They have OVERCOME ADVERSITY and all that jazz. We’re looking forward to the rest of the series, and the next series, et cetera.
You know how it is.
Go Pens. 


About Kim

I bleed Pittsburgh but also blood and I need that, so please don't cut me.