but, thankyou pittsburgh.
(*and your overly-enthused-sports-fans)
because now: i am a lover...of hockey.
(*who would have guessed?)
aaaand, for those of you who have yet to cross over to the hockey-enlightened side of life, this is what happened in pittsburgh this weekend:
{the stanley-cup}Aaaaand, happiness is abounding in the steel city.
how much happiness?
(well, let me give you an example)....
on sunday -(keep in mind...almost 48 hours after the triumphal-victory)- i'm at the grocery store. on the canned-goods aisle...in the bean section (*and really...does it get any lamer than the bean section?) and while trying to simultaneous juggle about 6 cans of assorted bean varieties and scope out the sale-beans-- random man approaches...aaaand, ...well- i'm going to do my best to re-create our dialogue:
Random Man: "AWSOME!"
Me: (thinking) ...he is also a fan of beans?
R.M: "Just, INCREDIBLE! INCREDIBLE! I LOVE IT!"
Me: (thinking) ...can't be beans....
R.M: "I mean- did you see it!? FLEURY!? (at this point begins impersonating hockey-moves? i am assuming?) He was all over the place!...and CROSBY! WE JUST WENT ON FIRE WHEN HE LEFT!!!
Me: (holding extravagant quantity of beans) "yep. pretty amazing...." (feeling (comparatively) extraordinarily-unenthusiastic at this point. and very laden-down with beans)
R.M: (shaking head, VEHEMENTLY) "WE ARE THE CHAMPIONS! PITTSBURGH IS UNSTOPPABLE!"
Me: (still bean-laden) "yep."
R.M: (although unaffected by my comparative lack of enthusiasm, decides he will find a more energetic fan to reminisce with.)
---2 minutes later--- (in the cereal-aisle)
R.M: (shaking head) "STILL AMAZING!!"
Me: (this time sans-beans) "yep"
R.M: "I JUST CAN'T GET OVER IT!!!"
Me: (schlinking-away....silently making mental notes to work on my sports-fan-enthusiasm.....)
how much happiness?
(well, let me give you an example)....
on sunday -(keep in mind...almost 48 hours after the triumphal-victory)- i'm at the grocery store. on the canned-goods aisle...in the bean section (*and really...does it get any lamer than the bean section?) and while trying to simultaneous juggle about 6 cans of assorted bean varieties and scope out the sale-beans-- random man approaches...aaaand, ...well- i'm going to do my best to re-create our dialogue:
Random Man: "AWSOME!"
Me: (thinking) ...he is also a fan of beans?
R.M: "Just, INCREDIBLE! INCREDIBLE! I LOVE IT!"
Me: (thinking) ...can't be beans....
R.M: "I mean- did you see it!? FLEURY!? (at this point begins impersonating hockey-moves? i am assuming?) He was all over the place!...and CROSBY! WE JUST WENT ON FIRE WHEN HE LEFT!!!
Me: (holding extravagant quantity of beans) "yep. pretty amazing...." (feeling (comparatively) extraordinarily-unenthusiastic at this point. and very laden-down with beans)
R.M: (shaking head, VEHEMENTLY) "WE ARE THE CHAMPIONS! PITTSBURGH IS UNSTOPPABLE!"
Me: (still bean-laden) "yep."
R.M: (although unaffected by my comparative lack of enthusiasm, decides he will find a more energetic fan to reminisce with.)
---2 minutes later--- (in the cereal-aisle)
R.M: (shaking head) "STILL AMAZING!!"
Me: (this time sans-beans) "yep"
R.M: "I JUST CAN'T GET OVER IT!!!"
Me: (schlinking-away....silently making mental notes to work on my sports-fan-enthusiasm.....)
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